Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a halberd on his belt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mason born in the past three hundred years. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Aelar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears white trousers with blue and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Purban is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Purban lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Beloril reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 sp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears long strands of sapphire and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has wavy yellow fur. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1900 gp.