Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed yellow hat.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. 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: Elven compassion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Amber (160 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). Zircon (30 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Harbek was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He's also a talented Detective, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Simple lock.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tan collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He usually wears his tan robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in a small island village. Glim liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp.