Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his greatsword always slung over his shoulder. He has no hair. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Rolf took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Erevan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a servant again

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished pickaxe as well. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 230 gp. Zircon (40 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Tharivol was born the youngest of three triplets. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Seamstress, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 sp. Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it and is in decent physical shape. He has done his best to style his white crest to look like a famous performer. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Gargax was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 cp.