Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Kellen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents enrolled him in a Ranger school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kellen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Amber (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear blue tank tops with green pants. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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: He is a Succubi in disguise. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Expert who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. During his travels, Fivin and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Fivin discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Fivin fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a mayor again

Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white fur is lengthy. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 19000 sp. Eye agate (5 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Azurite (5 gp).

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Quarion took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'1". He wears tattered old clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. He has bronze crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Born in the north to a Architect, Rivaan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Terse. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.