Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: Caeldrim was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. 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: A deep hatred of orcs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Greedy, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 10000 cp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats, marred by teas. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 sp. Golden pearl (40 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Kody took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 gp.