Description: This malnourished man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Quarion is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 17000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Fearful, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 110 pp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and money/treasure

Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Sard (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears long strands of emerald and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is chestnut and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

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 martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).

Description: This southern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is cut short. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Fivin wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Fivin was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.