Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Aelar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished flail as well. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Muggrish was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Healer. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. He wears his black hair up. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Wiggens was born with his mother's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the north were limited. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair is cut short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Guard business.

History: Eberk was born with his father's beautiful face. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Anselm is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 110 gp.