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 light armors faded through time and improper care. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 6000 sp. Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp).

Description: He wears just a blue suit. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished greatsword as well. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Jet (100 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is cut close to his head. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Uthemar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Uthemar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1400 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are green and beady.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1500 gp.