Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears bulky red painted plate armor. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longsword, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nutae grew up listening to his father's many stories. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 170 pp. Sard (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Pink diamond (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Riardon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Amber (60 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Azurite (15 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the east to a Ploughman, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his monstrous two handed axe. His blonde hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eye agate (15 gp). Amber (160 gp). Moss agate (15 gp).