Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. 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. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Frederick was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, 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 Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Chem was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears skinny pants and wears a green and yellow robe with the hood down. His golden hair is still thick. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Vanuath was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: In love, Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Tharivol and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tharivol discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tharivol fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To be a Hunter again.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 sp.