Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and doesn't want to be a dilettante and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished whip as well. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Laucian 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Quarion was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Merchant. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp).