Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He wears his red hair down. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fivin's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sard (50 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Amber (80 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses like a well dressed Barrister does. His silver hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He became a Barrister soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barrister responsibilities is difficult; and to be a blacksmith again

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Squeaky

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