Description: He wears an entirely violet suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2300 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and carries sickles. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a grey collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in a small forest village. 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. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 40 pp. Coral (80 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull blue sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Hadarai embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 sp. Alexandrite (400 gp).

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. 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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Carnelian (50 gp).