Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (80 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 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 scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has a hunchback. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 900 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp).