Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His hair is golden and curly. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1100 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp).

Description: He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson violet hat.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1100 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is physically well-built. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

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. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the east to a Sage, Ivellios learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sage. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 7000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears bulky white painted plate armor. His tied-back hair is red. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Himo is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Tanner work with an outfit from a few towns over. Tanner work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.