Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a violet coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (40 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp).

Description: This man wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Money/treasure; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Onyx (80 gp).

Description: This man wears tattered old clothes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Varis hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is lengthy. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. 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, Vanuath is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Vanuath 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Red spinel (50 gp).