Description: A 5'3" northern man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Uthemar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a ceremonial dagger on his belt. He is physically well-built. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 9000 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and grey handkerchief worn on his left side, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Erevan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Spy arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Through the years after Erevan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Erevan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and brown tie, and he perpetually has his lance ready. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 70. 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. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 sp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 64. 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 is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 30 pp.