Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a blue tunic with grey highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His tied-back hair is brown. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Animal Trainer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep green spinel (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He sports a flattop fur cut. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Trail lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Soapmaker, but he got bored and became a Fortune-teller. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To be a Soapmaker again.

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His white hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Dean embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dean is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. Moonstone (70 gp). Rose (70 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a large green jacket. He keeps his black crest in a pixie cut. 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 is overprotective of those who hire his services. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He comes from a rich western family. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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 to a pair of adventurers, Faran grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 5000 cp.