Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he tends to wear a large red jacket. He wears his blonde hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in the west to a Painter, Rolf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He became a Painter soon after.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 40000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), he is not a threatening figure. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 320 gp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tattered old clothes. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Blacksmith. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe, marred by sweets. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Grisha hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 sp.