Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Onyx (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Interpreter. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. A true patriot, Fivin would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 pp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Sard (50 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 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.