Description: He has a missing left leg. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dayereth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a Jeweler first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. 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 swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Fivin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the north to a Sailor, Aelar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 sp.