Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a blue collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His red hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lucan grew up listening to his father's many stories. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dull pastel sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small pastel hat.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a red armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Ahvain and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Onyx (30 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He has no hair. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The war was a terrible time for him, and Enialis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in a small island village. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jade (80 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.