Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. He sports a flattop hair cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Jet (100 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with white slacks. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: 5'7" and muscular, this northern woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. She has green eyes.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 130 gp. Sard (50 gp).

Description: He wears a white vest and prefers tan and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Kugáluga took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kugáluga 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; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 500 sp.