Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a hunchback. His red hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 pp. Zircon (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Amber (60 gp). Amber (60 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is an epitome of beauty. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Laucian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. 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: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His head has been shaved. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a fletcher and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.