Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, marred by sweets. His brown hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 56. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He takes great joy in being the best Mercenary in town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 sp. Blue quartz (4 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'8" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. A freak accident while working with his Animal Trainer mother left him crippled. Being a Ruler kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Terse, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a black and brown robe with the hood down. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished warhammer as well. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 sp. Citrine (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His black hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his silver hair up. He has amber eyes and a red hat with a white feather.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. After a long history of fighting, Nim and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 gp.