Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished club as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Jade (60 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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: The child of a Mortician, who enjoyed hunting, Raer was taken on many hunting expeditions. In his youth he was a Mortician, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, 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 hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Rolen took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 gp. White opal (1600 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.