Description: He wears a black coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly warhammers and ceremonial daggers. His red hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Peren is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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, Peren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is black and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

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 Shoemaker mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Malachite (9 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He tends to wear a large pastel jacket. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a very tight haircut. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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 granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his black hair up. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1200 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His tied-back hair is red. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.