Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Amethyst (140 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

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 has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a white top hat and white clothes. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He became a Cartwright soon after.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 150 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His auburn hair is lengthy. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cockaby fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.