Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Lamlis was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shoemaker. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 15000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in the north to a Adventurer, Quarion learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Courier, but he was a colossal failure. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To be a Courier again; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 sp. Moonstone (30 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He tends to wear a large brown jacket, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Thamior wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: Wants his loneliness to end; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Varis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Varis decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 18000 sp. Coral (90 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Amber (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available he will default to his monstrous two handed axe. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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 in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.