Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 40000 cp. Gold music box (1000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His black hair is still thick. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hadarai does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Hadarai hails from a village terrorized by giants. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in monstrous two handed axe use. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His childhood dream was to be a Bather, but he was a colossal failure. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Thervan 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. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carter for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His white hair is still thick. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

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. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).