Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting drow, the young Quarion began to lead the lost caravan. 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: Further expansion of business; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 gp. Amber (120 gp). Azurite (12 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a white collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

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

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries a battered lance and tarnished pickaxe as well. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Guard born in the past three hundred years. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A gifted student he started as a Navigator, but he got bored and became a Guard. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Guard for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 900 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a sword on his belt. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. The war was a terrible time for him, and Riardon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a Bricklayer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Rael has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.