Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. White pearl (90 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp).