Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak, marred by beers. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is an amazing painter.

History: Halimath 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. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is long and golden with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes, and carries swords. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 14th 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is physically well-built. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Naal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished bow as well. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Weaver profession.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Lucan was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Priest. He's also a talented Weaver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new priest responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.