Description: This late middle aged man wears a black vest and prefers tan and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He is physically well-built. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Naill was born with his mother's beautiful face. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.