Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a black vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears his chestnut hair down. He is baby faced.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. After a long history of fighting, Folgûm and his spouse have recently divorced.

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.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a black shirt with thin white vertical stripes and tan pants. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

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 prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His bronze crest is smooth and relatively long. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. During his travels, Tarhun and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tarhun discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tarhun fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Marshal.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Sard (50 gp). Canary diamond (3000 gp). Sard (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Malachite (4 gp).