Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: This man wears an entirely black suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in the north to a Sculptor, Varis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fivin grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. During his travels, Fivin and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Fivin discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Fivin fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver ewer (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student he started as a Mortician, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mortician. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sellsword responsibilities is difficult; and money/treasure

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A true patriot, Thervan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 600 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.