Description: This man is very fat, and likes to wear black tank tops with yellow pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Koeth's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Koeth grew up listening to his father's many stories. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jet (90 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Coral (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Baker business.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 250 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is dressed in an above average manner. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Nutae has worked very hard to control his curse. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Nutae was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, green shirt, and brown tie. His blonde hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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: Dreali was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He takes great joy in being the best Healer in town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. During his travels, Thamior and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Thamior discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Thamior fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to be a beggar again

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 pp.