Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gennal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Hedonist, Insane. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He is physically well-built. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Varis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moonstone (20 gp). Rose (20 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Coral (40 gp). Malachite (8 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Erdan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's in love

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 pp. Peridot (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.