Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has moderate length silver hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fisher.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Amethyst (60 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is a great chef.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'5" western man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His golden hair is singed and shortened. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Being a Adventurer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His silver hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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, Rael is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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 clean up the streets; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 12000 sp. Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants, and is pretty ugly. His golden hair is cut short. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Erevan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 Mason. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mason responsibilities is difficult; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp).