Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Insane, Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a worn and beaten armor and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cartwright. He became a Cartwright soon after.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to be a navigator again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

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 wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts, and he perpetually has his club ready. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep black.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rimmon studied abroad. 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. He's also a talented Armorer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 43000 sp. Rose (60 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Sard (60 gp).