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 is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Mortician, but he got bored and became a Bricklayer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fivin's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 700 gp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Black star sapphire (1100 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 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 yellow feathered hat and yellow clothes. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying south to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Laucian was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a very tight haircut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theriatis grew up listening to his father's many stories. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp).