Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His white eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Oriax grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Oriax. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: White pearl (160 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears bulky white painted plate armor. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Shava isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Barrister arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: An older woman who wears red painted combat armor at almost all times, she is not a threatening figure. Her blonde hair is cut short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Gifted from a young age, Jillian studied abroad. Her parents enrolled her in a Ranger school at a young age so that she could practice her necromantic talents. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.