Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His red hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. 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 with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fire opal (1200 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). Sard (30 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp).

Description: He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He carries a battered halberd and tarnished hammer as well. His auburn hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Enialis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 5000 sp. Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp).

Description: This man dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. 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 feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the south. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears dull green sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Naeris isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp).