Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Raer was born the youngest of three triplets. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Fortune-teller like his father before him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Bonds: Poor, Military, Family, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a simple black robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His gold crest is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 110 pp. Jet (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing a long, grey cloak. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Gennal's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the north to a Masseuse, Gennal learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Masseuse for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Veit was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and revenge

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Good lock.