Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Nutae hails from a village terrorized by goblins. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Nutae alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. He has shaved his head bald. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Jet (140 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Black opal (1600 gp). Sard (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His hair is white and very short. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Dayereth was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: He wears a blue shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and white pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

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. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Carnelian (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Jasper (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.