Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear flannel. His golden hair is long and unkept. 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 pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. A freak accident while working with his Spice Merchant father left him crippled. After a long history of fighting, Laucian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver ewer (30 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (30 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Merchant. 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 greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 pp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Malachite (15 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Weaver, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He has brown eyes and a violet hat with a green feather.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Azurite (10 gp). Sard (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.