Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the west. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Azurite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Rolen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Rolen lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1600 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His golden hair is braided into rings. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Eiravel hails from a village terrorized by goblins. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Eiravel alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stableman and was forced into it by his family; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born in the north. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jacinth (2000 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.