Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a red tunic with white highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Everard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He likes to wear brown tank tops with violet pants. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Adventurer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Zaffrab took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Rock crystal (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Full Plate.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Layabout for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.