Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His blonde hair is cut short. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 900 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Erevan 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. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Erevan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with red slacks. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly lances and nunchakus. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in a small desert village. 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. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Obsidian (6 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His tied-back hair is golden. His face is scarred and worn.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Theriatis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 330 pp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Rose (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 gp.