Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His auburn hair is still thick. His eyes are green.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tan shirt with thin white vertical stripes and yellow pants. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 obsessed with his god.

History: Tharivol 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. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He has moderate length white hair. 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 is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His head has been shaved. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

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. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 gp. Banded agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.