Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise gray.

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. 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: Rael lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Rael fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 900 pp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Mentor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his auburn hair down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (50 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.