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. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1200 sp. Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the north to a Guard, Thervan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His tied-back hair is brown. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Naeris isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Naeris's homeland. Naeris decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Spice Merchant, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His ears are large.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Veit lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 7000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He keeps his gray fur in a flapper bob. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Cloud was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.