Description: He is a mite stocky and has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ivellios was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ivellios was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a black and red robe with the hood down. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Tailor mother left him crippled. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: French accent

Possessions: A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Hadarai 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 was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Ahvain was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ahvain was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Animal Trainer. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Aquamarine (1600 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears tattered old clothes. His head has been shaved. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Nim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Sailor, but he got bored and became a Shepherd. He has achieved small success as a Shepherd.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. Azurite (10 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Jet (70 gp).