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. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp).

Description: This southern man is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. He has golden hair. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Silver pearl (140 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He is portly but not overly obese. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Quarion was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dilettante. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 15000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Varis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. When Varis reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1200 pp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.