Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull green sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shield, just in case. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vanuath studied abroad. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's in love; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple yellow robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is a Priest first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 7000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his blonde hair up. 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 man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Caeldrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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: 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. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. 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 considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.