Description: He is a mite stocky and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Bounty Hunter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 25000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and elven compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insomniac. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spy hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a black scarf. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Enialis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 gp.