Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. After a long history of fighting, Vanuath and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. His hair is short and golden. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Naal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. The war was a terrible time for him, and Quarion does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.