Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He got into the Cartwright business at a young age. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He struck the Cartwright job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Slave. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Quarion's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Quarion lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Quarion was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Quarion was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.