Description: 4'7" and muscular, this northern man wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is short and golden. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. During his travels, Dreali and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Dreali discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Dreali fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Gold music box (2000 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (50 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Masseuse uniform. He carries a battered halberd and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Enialis embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (900 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Sard (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). White pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tattered old clothes. He has wavy red hair. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with pastel slacks. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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: Born to a Cook, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2100 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is white and curly. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Born to a Apothecary, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a Scribe soon after.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 gp. Coral (40 gp). White opal (600 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp).