Description: This light-skinned male is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, brown shirt, and tan tie. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Detective hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ivellios isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ivellios studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He dresses like a well dressed Soapmaker does. He wears his blonde hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Vanuath was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Vanuath's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: To protect his home; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has silver eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp).