Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'0" when asserting himself. He keeps his blue hair in a pixie cut. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Nature, Religious, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is red and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Naill was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Jet (50 gp). Coral (50 gp). Rose (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, pastel shirt, and violet tie. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Raer isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Raer was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Laborer profession.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His first spouse was a Laborer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 500 sp.