Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His yellow fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His copper unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 900 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, he is not a threatening figure. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Half-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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Peren lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a tan coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has silver hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. After coming to the age of reason, Thradal took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; 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

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp).