Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Qemuel is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 pp. Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He is physically well-built. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Orryn was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Orryn liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has dyed his greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. 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 Bounty Hunter. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bounty Hunter.

Motivation: To be a Ruler again; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is cut close to his head. 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 swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Tûmûg was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Stylist. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1200 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Black star sapphire (600 gp).