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. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Koeth's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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. Koeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: 4'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brown hair is still thick. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Marshal first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born in a small forest village. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 Engraver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 6000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Jade (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and carries warhammers. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aelar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.