Description: An older man who wears yellow trousers with pastel and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Guardian. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Fivin abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He keeps his gray fur in a pixie cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. A true patriot, Keth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Keth was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.