Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. 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: Wants his loneliness to end; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

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

Possessions: 1200 gp. Sard (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Quarion enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Recently a tribe of giants 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, marred by sweets. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Aust was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Aust's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barber business.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vanuath studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and carries hammers. His red hair is braided into rings. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Paelias wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Fisher. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp.