Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Baker. He has a hunchback. His hair is long and brown with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He got into the Baker business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Baker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Baker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His hair is silver and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 80000 cp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Amber (140 gp). Emerald (700 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Soveliss does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 13000 sp. Jasper (20 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and is pretty ugly. His head has been shaved. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp. Jasper (70 gp). Jet (160 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Hematite (7 gp).