Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his monstrous two handed axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is scarred and worn.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in a small plains village. After coming to the age of reason, Soveliss took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Soveliss never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's in love

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has auburn hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: Gifted from a young age, Galinndan studied abroad. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a body guard again

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Amethyst (100 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Jet (100 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'4" and typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. His golden hair is cut short. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. He has moderate length red hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nim studied abroad. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses like a well dressed Scribe does. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Naill is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in the south to a Scribe, Naill learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He has worked as a Scribe like his mother before him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.