Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Barkeep born in the past three hundred years. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Naill was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has worked as a Gardener like his mother before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Gardener responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (14 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Rolen lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mercenary they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Courier, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Onyx (60 gp).