Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Quarion 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 4000 sp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp).

Description: He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Layabout for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He wears professional attire. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30000 cp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (70 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull violet iron scale mail, and is pretty ugly. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Eiravel was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp).

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Aelar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Fire opal (900 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).