Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: The child of a Baker, who enjoyed hunting, Quarion was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has wavy white hair. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Jet (110 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Blue-white diamond (4000 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. When Naeris reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red spinel (70 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).