Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Nim 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lucan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Spice Merchant kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 12000 sp. Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has moderate length golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His first spouse was a Priest, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. After months of barely getting by, Erevan managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a priest again

Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 pp. Red spinel (50 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Dreali speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dilettante work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dilettante work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Dilettante for hire.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 11000 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Coral (140 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Coral (140 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Interpreter who has hired him part-time. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Erevan 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp).