Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly quarterstaffs and bows. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Caeldrim speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Caeldrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Caeldrim 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. Caeldrim decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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's also a talented Animal Trainer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to reunite with his old friends

Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Religious, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 36000 sp. Black pearl (1600 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears his auburn hair down. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aelar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2500 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a Cartwright, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His red hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 pp. Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp).