Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He very much looks the part of a Sellsword. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 31. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has worked as a Sellsword like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 33000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dilettante. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Paelias is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of a Bounty Hunter, who enjoyed hunting, Paelias was taken on many hunting expeditions. Paelias 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 tends to his Dilettante job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2000 gp. Iolite (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Hematite (8 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is typically in his Sellsword uniform. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a jeweler again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.