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 dressed in an above average manner. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Suhnae was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and white with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born into a rich family. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Detective. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Efferil and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Efferil discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Efferil fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is typically in his Server uniform. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Slave, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Carnelian (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Clear bright green emerald (4000 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.