Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He usually wears his black robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder, marred by sweets. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a Barber first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the west to a Barber, Dreali learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. At a young age his father died while driving off some gnolls. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortbow use. He tends to his Barber job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears bulky black painted plate armor. His hair is red and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. 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. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His head has been shaved. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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: He got into the Map Maker business at a young age. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Map Maker. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. His childhood dream was to be a Navigator, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Navigator, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1300 gp. Silver ewer (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (100 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.