Description: He is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his blonde hair down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Animal Trainer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is an epitome of beauty. His red hair is lengthy. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Through the years after Aust was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Aust's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 220 pp. Red spinel (40 gp).

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 long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erevan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 pp. Carnelian (50 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Rose (50 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is short and golden. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2500 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of magic on his torso, marred by teas. He has wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Himo speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1500 gp. Hematite (9 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Jet (90 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.