Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Adrik was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a tan shirt with thin white vertical stripes and brown pants. He is an epitome of beauty. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Gennal embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. He has worked as a Mortician like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has styled his red crest well, parting it to the left. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Gorbundus wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Stableman but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Gorbundus 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 is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of a Weaver, who enjoyed hunting, Himo was taken on many hunting expeditions. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.