Description: This southern man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is cut close to his head. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Rolen was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mercenary. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Coral (80 gp). White opal (1600 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: The child of a Mortician, who enjoyed hunting, Raer was taken on many hunting expeditions. In his youth he was a Mortician, 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 sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Rolen took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 gp. White opal (1600 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.