Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has a long chestnut ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This eastern man wears an entirely violet suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the east were limited. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 sp. Malachite (9 gp).

Description: This northern man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His clothes are grease stained in places. His long copper crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise red.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Kerkad took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.