Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He very much looks the part of a Priest. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Mindartis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has achieved small success as a Priest.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1900 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Dayereth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Citrine (50 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Coral (140 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Amber (140 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again; and balancing his hectic life and new hunter responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blonde hair is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Efferil hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Efferil grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Efferil. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Efferil was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Revenge; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 3000 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Beiro's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A freak accident while working with his Sage mother left him crippled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 120000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.