Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brass crest. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a hunchback. His brass crest, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born in a small island village. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Being a Barkeep 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 has decided he is irredeemable; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with pastel slacks. He has wavy brown hair. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fenriz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 70 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: A 5'7" eastern man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Miles was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. While he appears to be a normal 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.