Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born in a small plains village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Nutae never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 8000 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Brown diamond (5000 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Sard (20 gp).

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he likes to wear green tank tops with black pants. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Raer was born the youngest of three triplets. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His brown hair is cut short. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 50 pp. Azurite (12 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Jade (120 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Erevan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erevan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Hematite (15 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Black opal (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.