Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished crossbow as well. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp. Moss agate (7 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and grey robe with the hood down. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Quarion speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Gardener. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is white and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 20. 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. 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: Uthemar was born with his mother's beautiful face. At a young age his mother died while driving off some giants. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in whip use. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears just a blue suit. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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 to loving parents in a slum to the north. Rael abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1200 gp. Iolite (70 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has no hair. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.