Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Korfel has worked very hard to control his curse. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: Riardon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (30 gp).