Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Jasper (80 gp).

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a white and blue robe with the hood down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

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

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 6000 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Coral (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears professional attire, he is not a threatening figure. He has shaved his head bald. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. 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, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Thamior 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. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.