Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a brown shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and brown pants. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Jade (100 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a violet shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and brown pants. His black hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Himo was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp. White pearl (120 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and carries warhammers. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Engraver. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

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 he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Morkral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a large pastel jacket. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished trident as well. He has moderate length red fur. He has copper eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mason. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Shivering lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Through the years after Shivering was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Shivering's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shivering fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to be a courier again

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.