Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Hadarai 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Riardon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and tends to wear a large pastel jacket. He wears his black hair up. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2200 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is physically well-built. His red hair is singed and shortened. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'8" and wears tattered old clothes. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.