Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his auburn hair up. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He got into the Carter business at a young age. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2800 gp. Sardonyx (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Moonstone (70 gp).

Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers white and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished flail as well. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Carrie 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; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Good lock. 1 Superior lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp).

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 wears a white collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Thamior was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Crown-heir. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a black tunic with green highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is auburn and curly. 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 misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the west. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black pearl (1500 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Emerald (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.