Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gilbert isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gilbert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Gilbert has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a large tan jacket. His hair is red and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Eiravel was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp).

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She wears her silver crest down. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born in the east. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She has moderate length silver hair. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She found a children's book about a Elf Adept who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She bought a dagger and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 sp. Moss agate (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: She wears an entirely blue suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She carries with her a set of bows, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her long chestnut hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Caramip isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Being a Mason 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 being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 12000 sp.