Description: He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

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 is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

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. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears long strands of topaz and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Adran abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Barrister and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 270 pp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Black opal (1600 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He is physically well-built. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 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 red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Efferil was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1100 pp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.