Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He has wavy chestnut hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Dayereth speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dayereth was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dayereth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

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 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Bowyer. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Jet (120 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Amber (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears skinny pants and wears a green and brown robe with the hood down. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is content; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a blue shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has wavy black hair. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Caeldrim was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and elven compassion

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.