Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears his brown hair down. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'7" western man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and money/treasure

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears an entirely green suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Aelar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Herbalist, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3100 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair is singed and shortened. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Quarion hails from a village terrorized by giants. Through the years after Quarion was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Quarion's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 5000 sp.