Description: He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, In love. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a mace on his belt. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thervan will drive conversation. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a green coat with grey slacks. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished sickle as well. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Professionalism, Persistence. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: An older man who wears long strands of emerald and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a Architect first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Architect. He has achieved small success as a Architect.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Chain shirt.