Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His blonde hair is cut short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 50000 cp. Moss agate (12 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Jasper (30 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 tan ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in the west to a Server, Quarion learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Animal Trainer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and balancing his hectic life and new server responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Family, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears his silver hair up. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. A true patriot, Arannis would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Through the years after Arannis was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Arannis's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 110 pp. White opal (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his sword ready. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Berrian 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. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Berrian grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Berrian. Being a Jeweler 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 has money and likes to spend it; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has wavy chestnut hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Caeldrim was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Laborer responsibilities is difficult; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 500 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp).