Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, marred by sweets. He has a very tight haircut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Aerdeth was born the youngest of three triplets. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his monstrous two handed axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and violet 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue star sapphire (1600 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a black vest and prefers brown and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Naeris isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Naeris never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso, he is not a threatening figure. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Fivin was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 280 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear flannel. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Apothecary profession.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Laborer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Laborer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and balancing his hectic life and new laborer responsibilities is difficult

Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.