Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is chestnut and very short. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Shepherd. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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. Fallond fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a black vest and prefers pastel and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in the north. 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Crowbar.

Description: He is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. After coming to the age of reason, Broce took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Enialis reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 17000 cp.