Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a violet vest and prefers white and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 60 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on her left hand. She has styled her lavender fur well, parting it to the left. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears skinny pants and wears a tan and brown robe with the hood down. His silver hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Naeris embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Naeris was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Naeris reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Naeris and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Average lock.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears black trousers with tan and brown striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She has violet eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Nella was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker yellow hat.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Percival was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Slave Trader. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Halimath will drive conversation. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, marred by chocolates. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He takes great joy in being the best Ploughman in town.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Scribe, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His brown hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bounty Hunter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bounty Hunter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 sp.