Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 15000 sp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Eye agate (7 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a black top hat and black clothes. He has moderate length red crest. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Azzakh was born the youngest of three triplets. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Azzakh alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (40 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (130 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the north to a Server, Veit learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Dyer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Morthos wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. 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's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.