Description: This man wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise blue.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Naal hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Naal was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, blue shirt, and grey tie. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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, Hadarai is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Hadarai was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Hadarai's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 900 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Sard (50 gp). Blue-white diamond (3000 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Terse, Greedy. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Cook. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Naal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Cook responsibilities is difficult; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 120 pp. Rock crystal (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 60 pp.