Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fisher profession.

History: Dreali was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Koeth is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently the stress of being a Dilettante has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Hedonist. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is long and red with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Naill 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. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 900 pp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears long strands of sapphire and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 gp.