Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He usually wears his black robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bookbinder arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Jet (100 gp). Jet (100 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a violet coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the north. Naeris was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Naeris decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 18000 sp. White opal (1500 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Jade (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and doesn't want to be a unemployed and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Jasper (30 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.