Description: A 4'9" western man, he is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 600 pp. Red garnet (60 gp). Rose (20 gp). Jet (60 gp). Emerald (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Eiravel is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 6000 sp. Silver pearl (110 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Korfel lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears tan trousers with red and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Ahvain took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is long and golden with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Halimath and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 5000 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.