Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Halimath was born the youngest of three triplets. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Family, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 36000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He is physically well-built. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. His hair is short and auburn. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Erevan reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mercenary for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Bonds: Military, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he likes to wear white tank tops with green pants. He wears his silver hair up. 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 is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Paelias was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'5" southern man, he is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fivin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

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. A freak accident while working with his Fletcher mother left him crippled. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Fivin never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 20000 cp. Golden pearl (90 gp). Sard (50 gp). Jade (90 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.