Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nutae does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Black pearl (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tattered old clothes. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Locksmith father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a yellow shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is auburn and curly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Berrian lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Berrian abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a green coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.