Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Coral (130 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Rose (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp).

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Arannis is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3000 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (140 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 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.