Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a brown vest and prefers yellow and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a yellow feather.

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. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Masseuse; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jade (100 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Emerald (500 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has moderate length blonde hair. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Erdan 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. Erdan 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and further expansion of business

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

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (8 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tan vest and prefers pastel and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Suhnae 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.

Motivation: Expand his business; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (20 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull green iron scale mail. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Hadarai 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 father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Locksmith and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1600 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Jet (140 gp). Black opal (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears skinny pants and wears a green and tan robe with the hood down. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Glassblower. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Glassblower.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.