Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He is portly but not overly obese. His head has been shaved. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Korfel reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 pp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (60 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a black vest and prefers green and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Rose (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He uses divination through singing.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Thervan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (40 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.