Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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, Theriatis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He worked as a nervous Shipwright and found it very stressful. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shipwright for the past few years.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 5000 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Rolen wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Rolen was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Sard (40 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a white shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: Varis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bricklayer and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 pp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp).