Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and grey robe with the hood down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has wavy red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2200 gp. Hematite (11 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The war was a terrible time for him, and Caeldrim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Moss agate (8 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Amber (90 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Onyx (40 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. Sard (30 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and money/treasure

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 160 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east to a Junk Dealer, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1500 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp).