Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Rolen was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen 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; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Barkeep. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with his Laborer father left him crippled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barkeep responsibilities is difficult; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

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

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He has violet eyes and a white hat with a blue feather.

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. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He got into the Performer business at a young age. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.