Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is singed and shortened. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 pp. A silver and pearl hairclip (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Through the years after Quarion was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Quarion's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.