Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a grey scarf. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is brown and very short. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. In his youth he was a Stylist, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Rolen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 110000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Aelar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a deep hatred of drow

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 30 pp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears his red hair up. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Deep green spinel (160 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.