Description: An older man who wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Caeldrim lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 gp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Amber (60 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has silver hair. He has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

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

Possessions: 3000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). White opal (700 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. A true patriot, Eiravel would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp).