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 is wearing a long, white cloak. His hair is red and curly. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Nutae was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp).

Description: This man is typically in his Priest uniform. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 53. 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 is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Lucan was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 became a Priest soon after.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is short and auburn. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Efferil lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1200 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Peridot (50 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (1600 gp). Clear bright green emerald (4000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down, and carries sickles. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. 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 loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Fivin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Azurite (13 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp).