Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He has no hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Traki abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished sickle as well. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Ahvain took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears his red hair up. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed blue hat.

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 has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Paelias was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Crown-heir. He tends to his Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'5" eastern man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Koeth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. 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: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears his black hair down. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He got into the Seamstress business at a young age. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Seamstress for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and balancing his hectic life and new seamstress responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job, In love. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 50 pp. Golden pearl (130 gp).