Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. He has a very tight haircut. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Full Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the north to a Mercenary, Beiro learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Sellsword, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 900 gp. Black pearl (1200 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a red shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and tan pants. He wears his white hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Erevan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Erevan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a blue vest and prefers violet and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Rolen was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Rolen's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2600 gp. Red spinel (40 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and seeks redemption

Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.