Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1700 gp. Black opal (400 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Coral (160 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Korfel was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 700 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aelar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: Aelar was born with his mother's beautiful face. Aelar was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Adventurer. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 220 pp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Masseuse for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (800 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp).

Description: He wears a red tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes, and carries quarterstaffs. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He has brown eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 600 gp.