Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Theren has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Solid gold idol (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Jeweler

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

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

Description: This eastern man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lucan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and elven compassion

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a large black jacket. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Logical, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 sp.