Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, violet shirt, and black tie. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Raer was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden pearl (160 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Jade (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull red iron scale mail, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Fletcher, his father struggled to pay the bills. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. 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. His hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.