Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His hair is silver and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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 wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. After a long history of fighting, Naal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Blue diamond (5000 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aramil embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 pp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Ploughman but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Galinndan grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Galinndan. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He wears a green coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Mindartis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 140 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.