Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His green crest is greasy and uncared for. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. Arjhan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Arjhan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Malachite (4 gp). Malachite (4 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is an amazing painter.

History: He got into the Slave Trader business at a young age. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Berrian 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 Berrian. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Slave Trader.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to be a carter again

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is black and very short. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). Amber (120 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Spy. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He worked as a nervous Spy and found it very stressful. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and balancing his hectic life and new spy responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1800 sp. Eye agate (4 gp). 1 Backpack.