Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is lengthy. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. The war was a terrible time for him, and Naeris 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Naeris reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1100 pp. White pearl (90 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Sard (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the east to a Spice Merchant, Tharivol learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has achieved small success as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp).

Description: An older man who tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 Gennal 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 on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jasper (60 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.