Description: He stands about 6'8" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his dark red hair up. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. During his travels, Raer and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Raer discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Raer fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A 3'10" northern woman, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is greedy; and an old rival family wants her found

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair is silver and curly. Her silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Uzza isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. She has all her life been fascinated with painting.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Uzza has worked very hard to control her curse. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Layabout does. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born to a Spy, his father struggled to pay the bills. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 340 gp.