Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and blue handkerchief worn on his left side. He is physically well-built. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ploughman. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2300 gp. Black pearl (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has amber eyes and a tan hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Berrian isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Berrian was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Berrian's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Berrian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Guardian. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1200 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Sard (80 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. 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 has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered green hat.

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 loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Blue diamond (3000 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 190 pp. Black pearl (1500 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1200 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (20 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp).