Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Lamlûg was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 sp. Hematite (7 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears his golden hair up. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Vlorn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Hematite (4 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Jet (70 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Coral (70 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Wiggens lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Stableman and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'7" and sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is silver and curly. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Naeris 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 Naeris. Being a Interpreter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.