Description: He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a white coat with black slacks, and he perpetually has his trident ready. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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 in a small plains village. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a large red jacket. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Thamior hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His childhood dream was to be a Server, but he was a colossal failure. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When Korfel reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Debt. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Jade (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 5000 gp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.