Description: This light-skinned male is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is white and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Uthemar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 sp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Raer isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He has violet eyes and a violet hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in the west to a Seamstress, Paelias learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Masseuse, but he was a colossal failure. 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: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man is wearing a long, yellow cloak. He has auburn hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 pp. Tourmaline (90 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Rose (70 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Jasper (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.