Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He wears an entirely tan suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His head has been shaved. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is an amazing painter.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Servant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Servant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His silver hair is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Astar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Astar. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1200 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (30 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a hand crossbow on his belt. He has shaved his head bald. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Koth was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 120 pp.