Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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 married young, but lost his spouse to orcs. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp).

Description: Standing 4'9", this man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Onyx (80 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.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Ivellios was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears professional attire. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Aerdeth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Aerdeth never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.