Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Beloril took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1700 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a blue tunic with black highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has shaved his head bald. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and pastel handkerchief worn on his right side. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has gold crest. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Heskan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Amber (60 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is black and curly. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a Glassblower, his father struggled to pay the bills. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.