Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, red shirt, and black tie. He has chestnut hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Raspy

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

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Erias took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. 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 white hair is singed and shortened. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and carries morningstars. He wears his red hair down. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Amethyst (40 gp).