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 likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Koeth was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Junk Dealer. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rolen grew up listening to his father's many stories. Rolen 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. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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 carries a battered whip and tarnished greatsword as well. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Eiravel is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 gp.