Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Quarion was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Slave, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 7000 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.