Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born into a rich family. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Rolen's homeland. Rolen decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Full Plate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a simple pastel robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cook. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by teas. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Eiravel speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 6000 sp.