Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his brown hair down. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: Immeral is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Guard arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a hunchback. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: Uthemar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Miller business.

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. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.