Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses like a well dressed Sage does. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sage.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'10" southern man, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. The war was a terrible time for him, and Riardon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the south. Riardon was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Apothecary. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'11" and likes to wear grey tank tops with violet pants. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 110 pp. Tourmaline (140 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Raer hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Masseuse and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 700 gp.