Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'11". He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1700 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 5000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'7" and is dressed in earthy colors with a red and black handkerchief worn on his right side. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sculptor. He tends to his Sculptor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sculptor responsibilities is difficult; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His black crest is lengthy. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Patrin hails from a village terrorized by goblins. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Carter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 280 gp.