Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Fivin was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, 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 Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. While he appears to be a normal 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. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He is portly but not overly obese. He has moderate length black hair. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a yellow scarf. His silver hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Veit isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His black crest is knotted and matted. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His childhood dream was to be a Sage, but he was a colossal failure. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his brown fur in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. One day when Three was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Three was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. After a long history of fighting, Three and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Zircon (70 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.