Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is physically well-built. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Miner. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miner.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Arannis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Scribe, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Engraver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 90 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (40 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aramil isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He has blue eyes and a grey hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 gp.