Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Sporting a white mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. Her addictions have taken their toll on her wallet, and she has found herself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Debt. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Soapmaker profession.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His fur, while still mostly beige, has prominent grey streaks. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Emerald is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Emerald took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. The war was a terrible time for him, and Halimath does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Halimath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 43000 sp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.