Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 62. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Laucian was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 west. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Revenge; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears just a black suit. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. He has blue eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theriatis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Theriatis was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Solid gold idol (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.