Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His auburn hair is braided into rings. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Naal was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1100 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He usually wears his green robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a great chef.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lucan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1200 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and is dressed in an above average manner. He has a very tight haircut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 north. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Varis will drive conversation. The war was a terrible time for him, and Varis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. Varis was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eiravel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the west to a Navigator, Eiravel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.