Description: This northern man wears a tan small hat and tan clothes. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born to a Adventurer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Ivellios was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This man tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Berrian grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A freak accident while working with his Assassin mother left him crippled. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. She is portly but not overly obese. She keeps her rusty crest in a pixie cut. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 sp. Tourmaline (50 gp).