Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a kukri on his belt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has wavy black hair. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vanuath 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 compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Vanuath was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Spice Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 9000 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He wears a fancy black suit. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Adran was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He has green eyes and a white hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gennal does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is chestnut and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Disciplined, Opinionated, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Coral (60 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp).