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 wears white trousers with black and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His auburn hair is cut short. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born into a rich family. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying south to reunite his family. He's also a talented Barrister, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

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

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His blonde hair is lengthy. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Navigator work with an outfit from a few towns over. Navigator work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up work as a Navigator and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Navigator responsibilities is difficult; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a blue vest and prefers black and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Citrine (80 gp).