Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aramil does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His head has been shaved. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is cut short. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. 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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2000 sp. Solid gold idol (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his broad blue hat.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thamior grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thamior. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and revenge

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 800 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat, and is pretty ugly. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Naal took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp).