Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born to a Animal Trainer, his father struggled to pay the bills. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He is typically in his Spice Merchant uniform. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Being a Spice Merchant kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 70000 cp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a Masseuse first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Ahvain was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Ahvain 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 became a Masseuse soon after.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and balancing his hectic life and new masseuse responsibilities is difficult

Bonds: Poor, Job, Family, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.