Description: This man is very fat, and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Rael was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his youth he was a Barber, 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 brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 pp. Black opal (1200 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it and is in decent physical shape. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Heian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.