Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His auburn hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in the west to a Dyer, Koeth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). Silver ewer (60 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries a battered mace and tarnished scythe as well. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 usually wears his black robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder. His brown hair is cut short. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Erevan will drive conversation. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His childhood dream was to be a Doctor, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Doctor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item.