Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His chestnut hair is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Galinndan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. After coming to the age of reason, Galinndan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Fletcher who has hired him part-time. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Paelias 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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He got into the Beggar business at a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Beggar for the past few years.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp).

Description: He wears a simple white robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is short and black. His ears are large.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. 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. Raer 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, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 gp. Moss agate (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). White pearl (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His red hair is thinning but still full. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 82. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Lucan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 230 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp).