Description: He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His head has been shaved. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Halimath hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Halimath was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ruler for hire.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'8" and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He got into the Miner business at a young age. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new miner responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. 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: Efferil was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is red and curly. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theriatis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He worked as a nervous Miller and found it very stressful. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 52. 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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Lucan 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. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.