Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Through the years after Quarion was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Quarion's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Quarion and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 pp. Jade (100 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). Amber (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. During his travels, Eiravel and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Eiravel discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Eiravel fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 pp. Iolite (60 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a brown collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

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. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 gp.