Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he likes to wear red tank tops with tan pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Architect. He tends to his Architect job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mayor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ivellios grew up listening to his father's many stories. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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 share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fivin grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

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 a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his brown hair down. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2400 gp.