Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

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 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rose (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Hematite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Uthemar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: White opal (1500 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Quarion was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Actor. 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: Many goblins want him driven away; and to protect his home

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rose (20 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.