Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is red and very short. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born to a Scribe, his father struggled to pay the bills. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse, Secretive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Jet (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, tan cloak, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He worked as a nervous Baker and found it very stressful. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and revenge

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is black and curly. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.