Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He got into the Farmer business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Glassblower mother left him crippled. After a long history of fighting, Galinndan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He very much looks the part of a Bellfounder. He has a hunchback. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Berrian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the east to a Bellfounder, Berrian learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bellfounder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bellfounder work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Bellfounder.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new bellfounder responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Dreali hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. When Dreali reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Miller and was forced into it by his family; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sardonyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.