Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. He has a very tight haircut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Dayereth enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Dayereth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a green shirt with thin white vertical stripes and green pants. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 pp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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 money and likes to spend it; and elven compassion

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 pp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.