Description: This southern man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Einkil was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Einkil was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Ploughman. 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: A deep hatred of dire rats; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. His cinnamon fur is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished kukri as well. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). White opal (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Religious, Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. His white hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.