Description: He has a missing left leg. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hadarai was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Rose (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is typically in his Mortician uniform. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 pp.

Description: He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top tan hat.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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, Rolen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Rolen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp.