Description: This man wears just a tan suit, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dayereth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Secretive, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His black hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Amber (110 gp). Sard (70 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Jet (110 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lucan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.