Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Paelias hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Paelias grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Paelias and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Paelias discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Paelias fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To protect his home; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 pp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Amber (80 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: An older man who wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is silver and very short. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Riardon was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 13000 sp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are blue.

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. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Nim was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Nim's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Violet garnet (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Emerald (1100 gp).

Description: This man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Aramil 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. Aramil decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 230 pp. Coral (160 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp).

Description: A 5'3" southern man, he wears long strands of jet and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).