Description: This tall, slender man wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is auburn and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'9". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Lewis is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Lewis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 sp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is chestnut and very short. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born in the south. Harbek was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sellsword. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Erevan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. During his travels, Erevan and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Erevan discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Erevan fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2400 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).