Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and green tie. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Dreali lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in the east. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1900 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (50 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man usually wears his blue robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1600 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he likes to wear green tank tops with violet pants. His red hair is braided into rings. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a Stableman, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Dayereth is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Black opal (1300 gp). Rose (70 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp).