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 prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Koeth speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. When Koeth 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 feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (4 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. 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 is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Halimath took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 900 pp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Jade (160 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.