Description: This eastern man wears just a black suit. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Ralf was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a mortician and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is portly but not overly obese. His lavender fur is unkempt and raggedy. His ears are large.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a great chef.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During his travels, Mhurren and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Mhurren discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Mhurren fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He takes great joy in being the best Priest in town.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He's also a talented Bowyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is greedy; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Simple lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Average lock.