Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Heian embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is short and black. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When Ahvain reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and doesn't want to be a masseuse and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Terse, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 6000 sp. Blue quartz (4 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Jade (130 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries a battered bow and tarnished whip as well. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Amber (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet vest and prefers blue and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Raer grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2100 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Eye agate (5 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has amber eyes and a green hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Thamior hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Thamior was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp.