Description: He wears professional attire. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished warhammer as well. His auburn hair is cut short. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Shoemaker mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 12000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Thervan was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thervan decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. After months of barely getting by, Thervan managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple pastel robe with red stripes complete with hood. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Paelias grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His first spouse was a Navigator, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has worked as a Knight like his mother before him.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (10 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a green shirt with thin white vertical stripes and yellow pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Fivin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Guardian, Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Azurite (9 gp). 1 Medium magic item.