Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is auburn and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hadarai isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sage and was forced into it by his family; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 sp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Baz has worked very hard to control his curse. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Foxilon hails from a village terrorized by giants. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has worked as a Priest like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies, Job, In love. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (70 gp). Coral (160 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She very much looks the part of a Bather. She has wavy silver hair. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears a brown shirt with thin white vertical stripes and brown pants. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Therlin was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.