Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He wears a green shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a hunchback. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Nim was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fisher. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Nim was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 600 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tourmaline (160 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has wavy black hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His childhood dream was to be a Bounty Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Bounty Hunter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.