Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His hair is blonde and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Varis grew up listening to his father's many stories. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Varis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 50000 cp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Beggar. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Enialis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Enialis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1900 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp). Peridot (30 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a white broad hat and white clothes and is in decent physical shape. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Caeldrim liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp).

Description: A 4'9" southern man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has a crush on the local doctor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.