Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His black hair is still thick. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Caeldrim never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (130 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is blonde and very short. He has amber eyes and a black hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. 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: Uthemar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and he perpetually has his axe ready. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Igden hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is an amazing painter.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.