Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears just a black suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Vanuath was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2300 gp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Eiravel alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Eiravel was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He is content; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 80000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He sports a flattop hair cut. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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: Vanuath was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Azurite (9 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Varis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Varis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 5000 sp. Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His ears are large.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Sage again; and revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1100 gp.