Description: This malnourished man dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Iolite (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He carries a battered club and tarnished longbow as well. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thervan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thervan was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 5000 sp. Black opal (1200 gp). Amber (70 gp). Azurite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a brown tunic with blue highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Traki is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Merchant profession.

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. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has taken up work as a Guard and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 6000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 70 pp. Iolite (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Immeral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Immeral 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 Immeral. After months of barely getting by, Immeral managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.