Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Tanner, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 29000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 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.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit 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 very tight haircut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. A true patriot, Theriatis would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 5000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He found a children's book about a Elf Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Recently a tribe of giants 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.