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 hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Raer's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. A true patriot, Thervan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Aquamarine (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Galinndan hails from a village terrorized by giants. When Galinndan reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.