Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull black iron scale mail. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Painter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 has worked as a Painter like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Black pearl (500 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Priest born in the past three hundred years. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's also a talented Fisher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1300 gp.

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 brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is an epitome of beauty. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. A freak accident while working with his Spy mother left him crippled. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1600 gp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is short and black. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for him, and Vanuath does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Vanuath was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Weaver. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.