Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Enialis 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a fancy violet suit, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 800 pp. Coral (100 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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: He comes from a rich southern family. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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 at the edge of vast island. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a brown vest and prefers violet and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Ahvain is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 gp. Jasper (50 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Jasper (50 gp).