Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his club. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Bellfounder again.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears a black small hat and black clothes. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Peren reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and a deep hatred of orcs

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'9" and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His golden hair is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Brewer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Brewer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Brewer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 170 pp. Black star sapphire (600 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear violet tank tops with brown pants. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His tied-back hair is white. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Theriatis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 Mason. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mason.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and money/treasure

Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Amber (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.