Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it, and carries daggers. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nutae does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Nutae 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nutae 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: The child of a Healer, who enjoyed hunting, Tharivol was taken on many hunting expeditions. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 16000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Sard (60 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is white and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp. Sard (30 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Amber (160 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time and is in decent physical shape. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 800 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Ahvain and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.