Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Enialis 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 father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Enialis was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Hematite (5 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses like a well dressed Spice Merchant does. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fisher profession.

History: He got into the Spice Merchant business at a young age. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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 deep hatred of brigands; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 18000 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Lamlis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ploughman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ploughman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Ploughman like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp).