Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Quarion was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Black opal (700 gp). Peridot (30 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His yellow fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: He feels kind of lost in life; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He is portly but not overly obese. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Veit is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born into a rich family. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His white eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Wobbles was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bookbinder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Wobbles and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against orcs

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.