Description: This man is very fat, and wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Through the years after Thervan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Thervan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 700 pp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Scribe who has hired him part-time. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He struck the Scribe job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue sapphire (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.