Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Halimath is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He struck the Bricklayer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Dilettante again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (110 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Rose (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Azurite (4 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Armorer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Amber (130 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.