Description: He tends to wear a large tan jacket. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Servant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He's also a talented Merchant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Merchant again; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: An older man who wears tattered old clothes, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease, Insane. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 90 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 4'8". She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat, and her gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She uses divination through singing.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 sp. 8 Acid flasks.