Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 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. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are green.

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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. 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. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears baggy violet pantaloons and a blue scarf. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Jeweler mother left him crippled. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 270 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. He has a hunchback. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. 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. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.