Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, green shirt, and tan tie. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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 born at the edge of vast forest. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rael fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 gp. Moonstone (70 gp).

Description: An older man who is wearing a long, blue cloak, he is not a threatening figure. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Beiro is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. He struck the Baker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. Moss agate (8 gp). Jet (130 gp). Hematite (8 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a sai on his belt. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.