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: He wears long strands of amber and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of whips on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Druuk was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Druuk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Tourmaline (130 gp). Coral (130 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears dull tan sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed kukri, just in case, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has styled his green crest well, parting it to the right. 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. 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: He was born at the edge of vast island. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Mehen never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: In love, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat, and a wedding ring on his right hand. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thamior does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamior was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Thamior never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.