Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Courier who has hired him part-time. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 31000 sp. Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tan tunic with red highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).