Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

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. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull green iron scale mail. His white hair is braided into rings. 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 is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His first spouse was a Mayor, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a dyer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.