Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in earthy colors with a black and violet handkerchief worn on his right side. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp. White opal (1100 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is golden and curly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon 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, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1100 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with tan pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has a very tight haircut. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: Ahvain 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... He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theren grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Being a Stylist kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100000 cp.

Description: This southern man wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a green scarf. His clothes are grease stained in places. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Jade (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Moss agate (7 gp).