Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, 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 a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Jeweler arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the north to a Dyer, Korfel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has achieved small success as a Dyer.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dyer responsibilities is difficult; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). 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: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Raspy

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

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. He uses divination through singing.

History: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 gp. Jasper (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Malachite (9 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He carries a battered spear and tarnished hand crossbow as well. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Body Guard arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 9000 sp.