Description: He stands about 5'0" and tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Varis will drive conversation. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a Priest, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Varis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and 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

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: He stands about 4'10" and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Rolen abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Rose (60 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a great chef.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1900 gp. Amethyst (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses like a well dressed Fortune-teller does. He has brown hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Immeral was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Jeweler, but he got bored and became a Fortune-teller. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a jeweler again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 500 gp. Moss agate (12 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Jet (70 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Rose (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears blue trousers with violet and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to be a doctor again

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 800 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.