Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Being a Server kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Shepherd. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His childhood dream was to be a Laborer, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Shepherd job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: This western man wears a green shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Erevan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Erevan was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Performer. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1400 gp. Blue quartz (5 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Sard (20 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is dressed in an above average manner. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spice Merchant for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 40 pp. Rose (20 gp). Black pearl (300 gp).