Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has chestnut hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Jeweler business.

History: Born to a Dyer, his father struggled to pay the bills. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rolen was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Chalcedony (20 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a club on his belt. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Rolen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Zircon (80 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with white slacks. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Raer lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Navigator they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Brewer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Brewer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2000 gp. Canary diamond (7000 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Jade (50 gp). Sard (30 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).