Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, grey shirt, and brown tie. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

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 was a soldier and died while he was still young. Quarion was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He carries a battered whip and tarnished trident as well. His hair is auburn and very short. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a blue shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: 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; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 7000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver ewer (70 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Silver ewer (70 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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

Description: This late middle aged man wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt and is in decent physical shape. His hair is golden and very short. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. White opal (900 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.