Description: This man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Vanuath hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vanuath grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 120 pp. Star ruby (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and carries longbows. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed blue hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in the south. 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. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Guardian. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ahvain was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 pp. Black opal (1000 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man wears baggy blue pantaloons and a brown scarf. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 120000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and carries crossbows. He has a very tight haircut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hadarai's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of a Fortune-teller, who enjoyed hunting, Hadarai was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of giants 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 is greedy; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Malachite (9 gp).