Description: He stands about 5'4" and wears a green tunic with grey highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Moss agate (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His golden hair is cut short. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He wears a grey coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head, and carries greatswords. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Aelar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his youth he was a Cartwright, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Emotional, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is long and golden with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Glassblower arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Glassblower work with an outfit from a few towns over. Glassblower work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Glassblower.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Glassblower responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 900 gp. Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.