Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (40 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'9" and wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a great chef.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1800 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears an entirely green suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Raer was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Fire opal (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born in a small desert village. When Immeral 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. After months of barely getting by, Immeral managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Sard (60 gp). Amber (90 gp). Eye agate (12 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sage who has hired him part-time. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sage work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sage work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sage for hire.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.