Description: 5'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. The war was a terrible time for him, and Qemuel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Qemuel was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Merchant for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again; and expand his business

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. He has amber eyes and a grey hat with a red feather.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. After coming to the age of reason, Rangrim took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a white scarf. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He takes great joy in being the best Server in town.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Navigator, but he got bored and became a Server. He has worked as a Server like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a spear on his belt, and is pretty ugly. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 800 sp. Red garnet (110 gp).