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. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Korfel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Korfel reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erdan 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 a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aerdeth's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Aerdeth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Aerdeth abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 50 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears green trousers with black and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to goblins.

Motivation: Expand his business; and a deep hatred of goblins

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'9" and muscular, this southern man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has worked as a Shepherd like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 700 gp.