Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears professional attire. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Aelar was born with his mother's beautiful face. In his youth he was a Fletcher, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (60 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Silver ewer (60 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Dyer profession.

History: He was born in the west. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Dreali 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. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Dreali never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He is portly but not overly obese. He has copper crest. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The war was a terrible time for him, and Salasar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Salasar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Riardon was born the youngest of three triplets. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fletcher they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Ruler, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2900 sp.