Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his chestnut hair up. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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 was born in the south. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

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

Possessions: 2000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. He is physically well-built. His hair is chestnut and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Quarion isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: Born to a Herbalist, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (20 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tan vest and prefers yellow and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Lazy, PTSD. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.