Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His blonde hair is cut short. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting goblins, the young Theriatis began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Theriatis was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. 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 a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a great chef.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears black trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His tied-back hair is blonde. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hadarai grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1200 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Silver ewer (50 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mindartis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (15 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished trident as well. His hair is short and blonde. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Ahvain was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ahvain abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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's looking for his big break; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 900 gp.