Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears grey trousers with white and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Spice Merchant. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (10 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Black opal (1300 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has wavy brown hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Malachite (6 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Raer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Glassblower, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and balancing his hectic life and new miller responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 pp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.