Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vanuath isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Vanuath does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Vanuath 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears his red hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1300 gp. Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Jade (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Junk Dealer business.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 700 gp. Sard (20 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 6000 gp. Silver ewer (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.