Description: He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Raer was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Raer's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2300 gp. Violet garnet (1300 gp). White opal (1600 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'0" when asserting herself. Her brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. Quillathe liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Black opal (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a tan collared shirt and blue skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Buvvie was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 plays an instrument quite well.

History: Fulbar was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: Wants to work out more often; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2800 gp.