Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He wears his white hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nutae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 70 pp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with tan slacks. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Assassin, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 8000 sp. Obsidian (15 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp).

Description: An older man who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Ivellios 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 receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Stableman arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 has worked as a Stableman like his mother before him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has brown eyes and a grey hat with a red feather.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hadarai grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 900 gp.