Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses like a well dressed Armorer does. His hair is long and black with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Quarion is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Eiravel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp. Violet garnet (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). White opal (500 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Rose (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.