Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise gray.

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. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a blue tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his chestnut hair down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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 works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat, and carries glaives. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.