Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and carries sickles. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Raer was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2700 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp).

Description: 3'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has wavy golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pikar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Pikar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He keeps his white fur in a flapper bob. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Nimble was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He tends to his Stableman job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue star sapphire (1000 gp). Coral (50 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Rose (40 gp).

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Olunt is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Olunt 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Iolite (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp).