Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the arcane 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear violet tank tops with blue pants, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His hair is short and auburn. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the north to a Seamstress, Halimath learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 190 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Thamior was born with his mother's beautiful face. He worked as a nervous Doctor and found it very stressful. Being a Doctor 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: Sabotage a competitor.

Bonds: Job, Rich, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longswords and pickaxes. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson pastel hat.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1500 gp. Rose (40 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and is pretty ugly. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Riardon was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Riardon's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp. Rose (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp).