Description: He wears a yellow shirt with thin green vertical stripes and tan pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. After coming to the age of reason, Olunt took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Spice Merchant responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His chestnut hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Kilvar was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Dyer. He has worked as a Dyer like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 120 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Amber (90 gp).

Description: He wears a simple tan robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His hair is short and silver. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Painter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.