Description: He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (11 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is braided into rings. His ears are large.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 12000 gp. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man wears dull black sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Laborer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Weaver, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and doesn't want to be a weaver and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 gp. Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a pastel shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, marred by teas. His white hair is thinning but still full. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Aust took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 250 pp.