Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a violet shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Hadarai 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. Hadarai abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 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: Standing 5'2", this man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has shaved his head bald. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 pp.