Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dayereth was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 pp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Theriatis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 gp. Emerald (1500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp). Coral (120 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His golden hair is still thick. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Rose (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp).