Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A true patriot, Halimath would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He got into the Carter business at a young age. 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Carter for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1200 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp).

Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with yellow pants. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished crossbow as well. His red hair is singed and shortened. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Roofer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Butcher mother left him crippled. 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; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1200 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Berrian wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Berrian reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. During his travels, Berrian and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Berrian discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Berrian fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 170 pp. Emerald (1000 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Moonstone (70 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His red hair is knotted and matted. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 70 pp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'0" northern man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are brown and catlike.

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 tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Naal was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Hunter. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp).