Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. His head has been shaved. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Paelias wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Paelias was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Paelias's father 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: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Theren speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: Theren was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Adventurer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

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

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Violet garnet (400 gp). Amethyst (40 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

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. When Naill reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. 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 Shoemaker. He tends to his Shoemaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; 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: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this northern man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull green iron scale mail. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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, Dayereth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Carter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 50000 cp. Carnelian (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.