Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a longsword on his belt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longsword. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Caeldrim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is silver and very short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Galinndan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Layabout but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Galinndan was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Layabout. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Thervan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple green robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 gp. Zircon (20 gp).