Description: This man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 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 black collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is blonde and curly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Roofer who has hired him part-time. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His head has been shaved. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. 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 got into the Assassin business at a young age. 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. He's also a talented Doctor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. Emerald (800 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, white shirt, and blue tie. He has a hunchback. His head has been shaved. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Dreali embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. 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 son.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Seamstress they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stableman, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.