Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a pastel costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has wavy rusty crest. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Quarethon 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Golden pearl (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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 red tank tops with tan pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man very much looks the part of a Ruler, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

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. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Beggar, but he got bored and became a Ruler. He tends to his Ruler job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, In love, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear yellow tank tops with blue pants. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. His white hair is braided into rings. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. The war was a terrible time for him, and Trey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Trey was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.