Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by beers. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (9 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Folgûm lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Folgûm took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and white handkerchief worn on his right side. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in the west. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.