Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His hair is long and brown with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Theriatis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Theriatis 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 recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Rose (30 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars, and carries warhammers. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Thervan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fire opal (1100 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Jet (130 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Ruler, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His ears are large.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rolen studied abroad. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 6000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Amber (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. He has blonde hair. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 gp.