Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Revenge; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. He has amber eyes and a blue hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Forgetful, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 9000 sp.

Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with blue pants. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born into a rich family. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Caeldrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, 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 Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scythe.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.