Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His tied-back hair is red. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mayor they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fortune-teller, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Amethyst (80 gp). Jet (80 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has wavy chestnut hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Riardon speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Creaky witch voice

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

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His chestnut hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beiro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2700 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Eiravel was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue diamond (4000 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Rose (60 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Coral (120 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp).