Description: This man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 15th 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His silver hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Efferil will drive conversation. The war was a terrible time for him, and Efferil does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Efferil 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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Efferil was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Now he works as a music tutor during his time off.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He has moderate length white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the south to a Mortician, Adran learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the west to a Mortician, Adran learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.