Description: He is a mite stocky and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. 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 an epitome of beauty. His tied-back hair is black. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Randal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is portly but not overly obese. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. 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, Ivellios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich western family. When Ivellios reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Persistence, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His golden hair is still thick. He has brown eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Percival's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in the south to a Apothecary, Percival learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue quartz (14 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp).

Description: 2'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is cut close to his head. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.