Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a Banker first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Quarion liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Banker for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he is content

Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker

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

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. 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.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a very tight haircut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1500 gp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp).

Description: He wears bulky brown painted plate armor, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

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. 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. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Amethyst (140 gp). Azurite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Theriatis 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. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 90 pp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp).