Description: He is a mite stocky and wears long strands of emerald and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a mayor again

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He wears a mask on his face.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Through the years after Rolen was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Rolen's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (110 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple grey robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He has shaved his head bald. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: 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. When Azaki reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aelar grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.