Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

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. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. Recently a tribe of orcs 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: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a brown coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 12000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Raer was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Raer abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 Mortician. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 31000 sp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is an amazing painter.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He worked as a nervous Blacksmith and found it very stressful. Being a Blacksmith kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp.