Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Mormo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Thradal was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He worked as a nervous Shepherd and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery, and is pretty ugly. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. 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.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 5000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). White opal (500 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). White opal (500 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a grey costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His brown hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Guy took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 500 sp.