Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a brown wide-brimmed hat and brown clothes. He is an epitome of beauty. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Varis was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Detective. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Varis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 pp. Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Coral (110 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Dreali was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue sapphire (900 gp). Amber (50 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Koeth will drive conversation. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Koeth was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Koeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). 1 Medium magic item.