Description: This tall, slender man dresses like a well dressed Hunter does. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He's also a talented Priest, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 pp. Peridot (40 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Hematite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'10" and wears a grey shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is black and curly. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. Zircon (40 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Malachite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.