Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Average lock.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, green shirt, and brown tie, and his gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 cp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 3'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born in a small plains village. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears brown trousers with red and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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 usually wears his blue robe and has his sai always slung over his shoulder. He sports a flattop crest cut. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Srorthen will drive conversation. The war was a terrible time for him, and Srorthen does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Srorthen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 20 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).