Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His chestnut hair is cut short. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He got into the Interpreter business at a young age. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Interpreter.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 pp. Amethyst (130 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). White opal (900 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the east to a Laborer, Ivellios learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Laborer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Azurite (14 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Citrine (20 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has wavy brown hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp).