Description: He prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 7000 gp. Onyx (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born to a Body Guard, his father struggled to pay the bills. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aelar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Poor, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 140 pp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this northern man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2900 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Jet (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears professional attire. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His childhood dream was to be a Animal Trainer, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Tailor.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 16000 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, marred by beers. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Beiro lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 900 gp.