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 faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Paelias was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Laborer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 11000 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 sp. Black pearl (1100 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Blacksmith. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Miller profession.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He tends to his Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Blacksmith responsibilities is difficult; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'9" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his brown hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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 in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. One day when Berrian was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Berrian was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 370 pp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Citrine (50 gp).