Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp). Gold and ruby ring (5000 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears professional attire. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Eiravel was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moss agate (10 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Amber (160 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Iolite (60 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.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (140 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 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.