Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear flannel. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Jade (40 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He likes to wear black tank tops with violet pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aust is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Mayor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Uthemar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 pp.