Description: 6'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and blue robe with the hood down. His crest is green, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Quarethon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. 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 in a desert tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Rose (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Amber (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'4". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the north. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 10000 cp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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 on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Odorr took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Odorr was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His crest is copper and curly. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a great chef.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Through the years after Azzakh was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Azzakh's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has wavy purple hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 42000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.