Description: This late middle aged man wears a white coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head and is in decent physical shape. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of a Bather, who enjoyed hunting, Heward was taken on many hunting expeditions. He worked as a nervous Fortune-teller and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (100 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (100 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Malachite (7 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished nunchaku as well. His hair is brown and curly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kipper fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Family, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Full Plate.