Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears baggy black pantaloons and a blue scarf. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Jeweler. He has worked as a Jeweler like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a grey coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Traki hails from a village terrorized by drow. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 500 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears just a black suit. He sports a flattop hair cut. 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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Rael 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. During his travels, Rael and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Rael discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Rael fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 pp.