Description: This man is very fat, and wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of a Bellfounder, who enjoyed hunting, Rolen was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ivellios does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Beiro 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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1300 gp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Emerald (1200 gp).

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Merchant. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Lamlis 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 sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Merchant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Merchant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

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

Description: This malnourished man wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. His white hair is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Thamior was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 7000 sp. Red garnet (150 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.