Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red fur is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He got into the Engraver business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He's also a talented Bookbinder, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'5" and muscular, this eastern man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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: Eiravel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. His hair is black and very short. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his broad yellow hat.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. 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 made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull grey iron scale mail, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'5" when asserting himself. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 sp. Sard (40 gp). 2 Acid flasks.