Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a brown tunic with black highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a very tight haircut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a white coat with black slacks. He wears his black hair up. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A freak accident while working with his Fisher mother left him crippled. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Erevan was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Erevan decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 6000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fivin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Debt. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 15000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and usually wears his black robe and has his rapier always slung over his shoulder. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 81. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.