Description: He dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are gray and beady.

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 vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Morgran does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Morgran reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Fonkin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 120 pp. Citrine (30 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'6". He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a longsword on his belt. His blonde hair is still thick. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Berrian liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Being a Mortician kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.