Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear flannel. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Enialis 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Soapmaker; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His white hair is knotted and matted. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Coral (150 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Onyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 Stylist. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 gp. Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is dressed in an above average manner. His blonde hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (4 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.