Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. 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 obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Adran was born the youngest of three triplets. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has wavy silver hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. A true patriot, Halimath would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Halimath was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Halimath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 18000 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He is baby faced.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bather but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Naill was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Pacifist, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 9000 sp. Carnelian (70 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Painter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.