Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears professional attire. He has dyed his greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. His skin is flawless and his black eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a Spice Merchant first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Brewer profession.

History: Therai lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has worked as a Spice Merchant like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Hadarai was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Hadarai and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Hadarai discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Hadarai fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has wavy chestnut hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Oriax was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Merchant. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears just a violet suit. He has no hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a Cartwright, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.