Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his blonde hair up. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Gennal was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. During his travels, Gennal and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Gennal discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Gennal fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 pp. Sard (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Soapmaker. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and elven compassion

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 pp. Banded agate (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Black opal (600 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He has moderate length golden hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.