Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 Spy. 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. Vonbin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 8000 cp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears long strands of topaz and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has moderate length silver hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 16000 cp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: Efferil was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp.