Description: A 4'7" eastern man, he is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. His hair is long and golden with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 pp. Malachite (14 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). Sard (60 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a great chef.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Detective.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He dresses like a well dressed Brewer does. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Vanuath lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Glassblower, but he was a colossal failure. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This western man wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His clothes are grease stained in places. His head has been shaved. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in the west. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp.