Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, and carries axes. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 6'8" western man, he sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His white crest is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit men.

History: Srorthen hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings. His hair is long and white with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Paggen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Paggen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Percival enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it, marred by sweets. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Zook grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Zook was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.