Description: A 5'7" northern man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His head has been shaved. His ears are large.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tan collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Standing 6'0", this man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Paymon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has worked as a Dilettante like his mother before him.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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 Half-Elven people; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Blue quartz (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.