Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair is braided into rings. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. 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. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. Being a Fletcher 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 900 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a violet shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mason.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new mason responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: He wears a tan shirt with thin black vertical stripes and brown pants. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Efferil reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time, and is pretty ugly. He has brown hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 70 pp.