Description: He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. He has gray eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Silver pearl (40 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1400 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 just a black suit. His hair is short and auburn. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. Citrine (70 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a tan coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He is an epitome of beauty. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in a small plains village. A gifted student he started as a Layabout, but he got bored and became a Brewer. He became a Brewer soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. 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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Spice Merchant. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1900 gp. Star ruby (1000 gp).