Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'10" and is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is auburn and curly. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

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 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: Born in the west to a Stylist, Berrian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1400 gp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Arannis was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to be a priest again

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears baggy violet pantaloons and a blue scarf. His red hair is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Rolen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 700 gp.

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 white hair is unkempt and raggedy. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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: Koeth 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. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Tourmaline (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Knight job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 800 gp.