Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a very tight haircut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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, Koeth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Koeth studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Koeth took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Alexandrite (500 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 8000 sp. Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Tharivol and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the west

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Beggar for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 pp. Star ruby (700 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Emerald (700 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Zircon (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a long, violet cloak. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Nature, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 160 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.