Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2300 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Paelias is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He became a Slave Trader soon after.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a white coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lucan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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 became a Bellfounder soon after.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a crown-heir again

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1200 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Sard (40 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). White pearl (160 gp).

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Moss agate (16 gp).