Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is silver and very short. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

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. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying east to reunite his family. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

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

Possessions: 300 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp).

Description: Standing 4'7", this man wears a fancy brown suit. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Dreali was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished shortbow as well. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp).