Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. He is baby faced.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. After months of barely getting by, Aramil managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a Mercenary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: He wears just a white suit. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His ears are large.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 gp. Eye agate (8 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely grey suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: Thervan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 90000 cp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His white hair is lengthy. He has amber eyes and a black hat with a white feather.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born in the west to a Roofer, Eiravel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.