Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His white hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Born to a Body Guard, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age his mother died while driving off some dire rats. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in quarterstaff use. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1000 gp. Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears white trousers with pastel and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is harsh and unforgiving.

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 has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Iolite (70 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His white hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Mindartis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bellfounder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item.