Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bookbinder who has hired him part-time. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He comes from a rich western family. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a white collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Thervan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Locksmith.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Mindartis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortspears and warhammers. He wears his silver hair down. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Eiravel was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Junk Dealer. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 130 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Rose (70 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family, Slave. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.