Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Qualen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Cynical, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (70 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (70 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (8000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and golden with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has no hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. A true patriot, Halimath would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Halimath was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 180 gp.