Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gilbert isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gilbert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Gilbert has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a large tan jacket. His hair is red and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Eiravel was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp).

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She wears her silver crest down. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born in the east. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a dagger on her belt. Her hair is short and silver. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Vadania reached her early adolescence her Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 sp. Moss agate (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp).