Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Dyer does. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Dyer born in the past three hundred years. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the west to a Dyer, Reirak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has taken up work as a Dyer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His brown fur is smooth and relatively long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aura wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Bard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He worked as a nervous Tailor and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is chestnut and very short. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Ûkbûk wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Ûkbûk was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a white scarf. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Heward was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 sp.