Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Adran embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Adran reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a worn and beaten armor. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Tharivol has worked very hard to control his curse. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1200 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and his gloved hand is found clutching a spear. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Interpreter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Interpreter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Interpreter like his mother before him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and carries nunchakus. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. After a long history of fighting, Raer and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Architect.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with tan slacks, marred by sweets. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has blue eyes and a green hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He takes great joy in being the best Servant in town.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Servant for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Peridot (70 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Rose (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp).