Description: A 4'10" eastern man, he has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver pearl (130 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Azurite (8 gp). White pearl (130 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Aramil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1200 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2400 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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, Naill is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Naill 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 west. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Scribe and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 500 gp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown trousers with black and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His golden hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a Spy, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. Moonstone (50 gp).