Description: This man stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his 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. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Erevan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 26000 sp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a black tunic with green highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is short and auburn. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Navigator. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of a Barrister, who enjoyed hunting, Erevan was taken on many hunting expeditions. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Barrister again; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his brown hair down. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. 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: 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. Theriatis was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dyer. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 310 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Servant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 40 pp.