Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and brown robe with the hood down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Felgrat took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 gp. Red spinel (150 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue quartz (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Modean is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the west were limited. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This late middle aged man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Senteq was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 40 pp.