Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. 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 cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2200 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. 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 believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Architect arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and elven compassion

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 3000 sp. 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 white hair is singed and shortened. His ears are large.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Dyer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aust fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Gennal was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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's in love; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Gifted from a young age, Efferil studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.