Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is short and chestnut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Varis 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. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to be a fortune-teller again

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has wavy white hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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 to a pair of adventurers, Dreali grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Black opal (900 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Malachite (14 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is silver and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. A true patriot, Tharivol would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain 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. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Quarion was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 6000 sp.