Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are gray.

Personality: Nutae is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nutae grew up listening to his father's many stories. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His brown hair is braided into rings. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered blue hat.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Glim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and yellow, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Uraim liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His golden hair is cut short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the west to a Actor, Gomory learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 20 gp. White pearl (50 gp).