Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he very much looks the part of a Scribe. His silver hair is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He takes great joy in being the best Scribe in town.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Aelar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Aelar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He tends to his Scribe job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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 wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 8000 sp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His silver hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Aelar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He prefers to wear flannel. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aramil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and elven compassion

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He usually wears his black robe and has his sai always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp.