Description: This man wears dull blue sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He has green eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 46. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor, he is not a threatening figure. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the west. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 900 pp. Coral (150 gp). Jade (150 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.