Description: This late middle aged man wears bulky red painted plate armor and is in decent physical shape. His hair is brown and curly. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the east to a Farmer, Theren learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Being a Farmer 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Religious, Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Emerald (1100 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Azurite (12 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Raer is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Silver ewer (80 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longsword, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion and is in decent physical shape. His hair is black and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Doctor born in the past three hundred years. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Doctor. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Doctor for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. Erdan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Holy water.