Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Riardon was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a trident on his belt. His white hair is still thick. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Aramil was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Architect hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 14000 sp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'10" and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, pastel shirt, and black tie. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 19th 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. After a long history of fighting, Galinndan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp.