Description: He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Lamlis has worked very hard to control his curse. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a tan scarf. He has moderate length red hair. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To be a Crown-heir again; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is typically in his Spy uniform. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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: He got into the Spy business at a young age. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He became a Spy soon after.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. White pearl (110 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Onyx (70 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor, marred by teas. His auburn hair is cut short. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Eiravel was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has no hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Quarion was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: To protect his home; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 pp. Iolite (20 gp).