Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His blonde hair is lengthy. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

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. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Scribe.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job, Debt. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Violet garnet (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Black opal (1600 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Aramil was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and he perpetually has his club ready. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Quarion embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. 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. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.