Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His red hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (200 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing, marred by beers. He wears his silver hair up. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).