Description: He is in excellent shape and wears blue trousers with black and violet striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears his black hair down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 18000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is lengthy. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ostracized due to the divine 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 pp. Citrine (70 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Jet (80 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ahvain was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 pp. Black opal (1000 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Tourmaline (110 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: This western man wears baggy blue pantaloons and a brown scarf. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 120000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and carries crossbows. He has a very tight haircut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hadarai's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of a Fortune-teller, who enjoyed hunting, Hadarai was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Malachite (9 gp).