Description: He is a husky man, who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His hair is white and very short. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dreali was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1200 pp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Arannis's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He uses divination through singing.

History: Arannis 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. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This southern man wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sculptor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp).

Description: He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is portly but not overly obese. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Immeral was born in the east. 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. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 700 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Black opal (1500 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

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 Vanuath 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 to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.