Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. One day when Rolen was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Rolen was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Star rose quartz (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is still thick. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Enialis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Enialis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Nim 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. A freak accident while working with his Adventurer mother left him crippled. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.