Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

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. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Zircon (30 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Sard (30 gp). Amber (130 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Wiggan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Standing 6'7", this man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. 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 hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Travok was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.