Description: This northern man wears a grey collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is red and curly. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Quarion took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 90 pp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Amber (110 gp).

Description: This southern man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Cartwright. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Adventurer profession.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. A gifted student he started as a Adventurer, but he got bored and became a Cartwright. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 80 gp. White pearl (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he very much looks the part of a Brewer. He has done his best to style his gold crest to look like a famous performer. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Brewer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Direcris reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Posh accent

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