Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is typically in his Soapmaker uniform. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He takes great joy in being the best Soapmaker in town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). In the meantime he has taken over work as a Soapmaker and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: A 5'2" western man, he wears a tan costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has amber eyes and a tan hat with a green feather.

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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Paelias was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Family, Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Emerald (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.