Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and violet robe with the hood down. He carries a battered hand crossbow and tarnished sai as well. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Qualen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Golden pearl (160 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears just a violet suit. Her white hair is heavily combed to the left. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ella isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. In her 12th year, her parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Ella alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She carries a battered warhammer and tarnished greataxe as well. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 30. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 sp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Sard (30 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp).

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her hair is red and very short. Her skin is flawless and her green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Fletcher. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister.

Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.