Charles, like all merchants, likes to make money. A human, with his dark hair and tanned skin, he is an average looking man not quite to the age of thirty. He has built up his transport business slowly, starting with a single wagon and he and his brother making the deliveries to over three dozen wagons, teamsters, and mercenaries now protecting his loads. He takes his job seriously and loves making money. He tries to balance his gain to danger ratio, but sometimes he has been known to get in over his head. One such time involved heading into Black Wizard territory to deliver silk from Ariella, but it paid well, even if it did almost cost him his life.
Charles hires on extra protection, now and again, and is not averse to having people travel with his caravan for a small fee. (He sees them as extra protection for a profit.) He knows a lot about the countryside problems, problem areas on the roads, and where to watch out for bandits and the like. He likes to talk by the fire over a good ale, so long as you don't pry into his finances or how his business runs.
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