Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Family, Nature, In love. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (8 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Rose (50 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His tied-back hair is blonde. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Mindartis is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a blue collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Armorer. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown deerstalker hat and brown clothes. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Theriatis 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. Theriatis 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miner responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 12000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Eye agate (8 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is lengthy. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Herbalist but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Erevan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: He is content.

Ideals: Pacifist, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 gp. Blue sapphire (500 gp). Obsidian (10 gp).