Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Aelar 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. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. During his travels, Aelar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Aelar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Aelar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Obsidian (8 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1400 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Amethyst (150 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His head has been shaved. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rolen 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 Rolen. Being a Navigator kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and money/treasure

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Jasper (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (1000 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a violet shirt with thin black vertical stripes and grey pants. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Tharivol was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Tharivol decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 sp. Bloodstone (80 gp).