Description: He is lean but muscular and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Erdan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Erdan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears professional attire. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. After a long history of fighting, Ivellios and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: A 4'7" southern man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Moonstone (80 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Raer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 800 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Rose (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Quarion and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Jade (140 gp).