Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His red hair is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears blue trousers with grey and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is blonde and very short. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: The child of a Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Dreali was taken on many hunting expeditions. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Miller born in the past three hundred years. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the north to a Miller, Aerdeth learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has worked as a Miller like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.