Description: He wears a tan shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His head has been shaved. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is renowned for his bright black suits and hats, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Akmen never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly quarterstaffs and sickles. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born in the south. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (70 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Falkrunn was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Falkrunn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He wears professional attire. He wears his brown hair down. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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, Naeris is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Beggar arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's also a talented Interpreter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.