Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears dull black sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Alexandrite (500 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a worn and beaten armor. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and doesn't want to be a armorer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stableman. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a gardener again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 sp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Citrine (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Ahvain was born the youngest of three triplets. A freak accident while working with his Courier mother left him crippled. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 700 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Black opal (1500 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of rapiers on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Thervan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.