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 skinny pants and wears a tan and grey robe with the hood down. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Dreali's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Dreali hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. 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 Healer. 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's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

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 however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Efferil was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Efferil's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Iolite (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 17. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 900 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is silver and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ahvain studied abroad. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 80 pp. Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and carries hand crossbows. His hair is cut close to his head. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.