Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his brown hair down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 120 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Tharivol has worked very hard to control his curse. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Blacksmith. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Military, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 12000 gp. Malachite (4 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Rose (80 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Banded agate (4 gp).

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly glaives and clubs. He wears his red hair up. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Fivin was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Fivin grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Fivin. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 10000 sp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mindartis studied abroad. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a interpreter and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Coral (80 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Eye agate (4 gp).