Description: This northern man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's also a talented Doctor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Coral (130 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is braided into rings. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence, Justice. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (6 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barrister work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barrister work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to be a bowyer again

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.