Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military, In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Dyer profession.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Ruler 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: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100000 cp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is red and very short. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Erevan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Being born in the north, 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 north 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spanish accent

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

Description: This man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Rose (30 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 pp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). Malachite (6 gp). 1 Medium magic item.