Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Fivin has worked very hard to control his curse. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Emotional, Disease. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Black opal (1600 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Adran hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. 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. Adran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a fancy violet suit. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. 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 is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dreali does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the west to a Herbalist, Dreali learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When Dreali 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. Recently the stress of being a Herbalist has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and balancing his hectic life and new herbalist responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 6000 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.