Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Varis's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Scribe and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Carrie was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, 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 Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Opinionated. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a red shirt with thin black vertical stripes and white pants. His hair is blue and curly. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. 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: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Doctor mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 gp. Peridot (30 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. 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 however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: The child of a Miller, who enjoyed hunting, Joser was taken on many hunting expeditions. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2000 sp.