Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His tied-back hair is auburn. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. A true patriot, Paelias would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Paelias was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Quarion was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2400 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Eiravel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 80000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his silver hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a Marshal first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Theriatis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 30 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Painter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 sp. Black pearl (800 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Rose (80 gp). Amber (50 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).