Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is chestnut and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp. Emerald (1300 gp). Onyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Eiravel is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Eiravel was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barrister. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and an old rival family wants him found

Bonds: Religious, Family, Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 7000 sp. Jasper (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Malachite (14 gp).

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Aramil was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Crown-heir. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Heian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Miller again; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has violet eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 pp.