Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Paelias grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. He keeps his long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. He has white eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Jeweler for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is cut close to his head. 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 has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jade (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Peridot (50 gp).

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a whip on his belt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting dire rats, the young Gilthur began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Gilthur was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Eye agate (14 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is black and very short. 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 trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Andram was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Andram's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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. Andram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.