Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tan coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Raer grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top white hat.

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. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 60 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull black iron scale mail. He is portly but not overly obese. His head has been shaved. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Foxilon grew up listening to his father's many stories. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp.