Description: This dark-skinned male has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Adran was born the youngest of three triplets. Adran was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Adran decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tailor.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Alexandrite (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. Red spinel (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His red hair is cut short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Hadarai speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mayor business.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the north. Heian was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Crown-heir. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Gennal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sellsword they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Cartwright, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cartwright and was forced into it by his family; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.