Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is content; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Jet (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Jet (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Farmer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fivin grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 gp. Moss agate (5 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lucan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 gp.