Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nim was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Citrine (20 gp). Coral (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Animal Trainer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, marred by sweets. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 180 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mortician. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has worked as a Mortician like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1100 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears an entirely white suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Mundane, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Malachite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.