Description: This man is renowned for his bright black suits and hats, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his auburn hair down. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rolen studied abroad. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Naeris took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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 money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Extrovert. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He usually wears his grey robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 pp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (70 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (90 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and carries rapiers. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. After coming to the age of reason, Thamior took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac, Disease. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.