Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears tattered old clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student he started as a Courier, but he got bored and became a Stableman. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His fur, while still mostly yellow, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He got into the Unemployed business at a young age. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. During his travels, Skirt and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Skirt discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Skirt fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. His golden hair is long and unkept. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1600 gp. Star ruby (1500 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. He has wavy brass crest. He has gold eyes and a yellow hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Arjhan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. His blonde hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the south. Beloril was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Knight. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1600 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Black pearl (700 gp).