Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Traubon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Amethyst (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Jade (130 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 sp. Jet (160 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his silver crest down. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Valorean was raised in a hard working conservative environment. After coming to the age of reason, Valorean took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has worked as a Apothecary like his mother before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Travok was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Travok abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.