Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. 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 speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was a Merchant, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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. Galinndan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Mentor, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1000 gp. Pink pearl (130 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Rose (50 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bellfounder. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished greataxe as well. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are amber.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. After a long history of fighting, Aelar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.