Description: This dark-skinned male wears dull white sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Quarion is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. He became a Fortune-teller soon after.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Family, Job, Debt. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants. His hair is red and very short. 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 shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Coral (70 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Gnomish culture. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the east to a Priest, Pog learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Pog was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Pog decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Jade (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and kukris. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Veit took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. Being a Barber kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 27000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Roge was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Junk Dealer, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Apothecary for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 sp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp).