Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (6 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). White opal (800 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Aust abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 900 gp. 2 Holy water. 3 Thunderstones. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Apothecary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thervan grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thervan. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 6000 sp. Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His hair is short and auburn. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barrister work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barrister work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Debt. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'9" and wears just a tan suit. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Eiravel was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dyer. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.