Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lucan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 pp. White pearl (110 gp). Amber (110 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Efferil abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 pp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (80 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is an epitome of beauty. He has moderate length red hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Citrine (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.