Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 250 pp. Citrine (30 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a grey collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Dalgal was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1500 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a grey shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in the north. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She carries a battered halberd and tarnished hand crossbow as well. She has done her best to style her lavender fur to look like a famous performer. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Sculptor kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.