Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears brown trousers with white and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has no hair. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sard (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in the south to a Barkeep, Quarion learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Barkeep and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Onyx (30 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp).