Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2200 gp).

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Thervan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Coral (120 gp). Jet (120 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Jet (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.