Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Varis was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 700 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the east were limited. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He usually wears his black robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is still thick. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Koeth 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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To protect his home; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of glaives on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His half smiles and black eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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. Ahrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.