Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tan trousers with black and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His white hair is thinning but still full. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Vanuath was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His head has been shaved. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He takes great joy in being the best Soapmaker in town.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Soapmaker for hire.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, grey shirt, and brown tie. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the west to a Scribe, Dreali learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.