Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: Quarion lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by his family; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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: He got into the Jeweler business at a young age. Nybarg abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears dull green sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his silver crest down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

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. Shamash was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Shamash decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 6000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Slave Trader. His bronze crest is knotted and matted. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Mreksh reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 240 gp.