Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'8" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and carries monstrous two handed axes. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich western family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2500 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Silver ewer (100 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His gold crest is lengthy. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Dadalan was born the youngest of three triplets. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Carpenter. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, In love, Family, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

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

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This eastern man is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Barakas was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Adventurer. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1500 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).