Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is portly but not overly obese. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Roofer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Raer was born the youngest of three triplets. A freak accident while working with his Sculptor father left him crippled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has violet eyes.

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 resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Ahvain has worked very hard to control his curse. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is short and golden. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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. 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. Quarion took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 140 pp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.