Description: He is a mite stocky and wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sage; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Korfel alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies, Family, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, yellow shirt, and brown tie. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in a small desert village. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gennal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gennal does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).