Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His auburn hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Erevan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Erevan 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. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting illithids, the young Erevan began to lead the lost caravan. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Jade (130 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Courier, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Courier again; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp).

Description: He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Ivellios took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Arannis was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Scribe. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.