Description: He is a mite stocky and wears skinny pants and wears a grey and blue robe with the hood down. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2700 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fivin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Fivin hails from a village terrorized by giants. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Riardon 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. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Interpreter profession.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 130 pp. Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Emerald (1600 gp).