Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a blue vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has moderate length blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Banded agate (8 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear green tank tops with brown pants. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Paelias hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.