Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Crown-heir born in the past three hundred years. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Dreali took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). White opal (500 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., 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 long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Sculptor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1600 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears long strands of topaz and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Nutae was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mayor. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mayor for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'4" and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Scribe who has hired him part-time. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Gifted from a young age, Galinndan studied abroad. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has a crush on the local cartwright

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 60000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Peridot (70 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tattered old clothes. His hair is short and white. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 40 pp. White pearl (50 gp). Fire opal (900 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Malachite (12 gp).