Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a worn and beaten armor, marred by chocolates. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Onyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is typically in his Dilettante uniform. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nutae is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Nutae was born with his father's beautiful face. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dilettante. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dilettante for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3000 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.