Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has hazel eyes and a white hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He struck the Bookbinder job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 sp. Black opal (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Emerald (600 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Nicholas was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He found a children's book about a Human Wizard 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is short and chestnut. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Heward will drive conversation. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Ideals: Extrovert, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Roland hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Full Plate.