Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has no hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When Nim reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 14000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Vanuath embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Vanuath was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 29000 sp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (50 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is golden and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Aelar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1700 pp. Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His tied-back hair is blonde. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tattered old clothes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Fisher. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's in love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.