Description: He stands about 5'2" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has moderate length dark red hair. His black eyes are passionate and lively.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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 terrified, and will act out of fear; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Banded agate (16 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a fancy blue suit. His long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarethon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarethon. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 40 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. His red crest is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Interpreter. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Gifted from a young age, Salasar studied abroad. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He became a Interpreter soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 pp. Golden pearl (70 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is red and curly. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 230 gp.