Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly crossbows and swords. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Kairon lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His ears are large.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: He comes from a rich northern family. 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 Adventurer. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Thunderstones.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He usually wears his black robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Clerebold 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. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'0" and wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Aelar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Through the years after Aelar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Aelar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to be a bellfounder again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.