Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. The war was a terrible time for him, and Naill does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished lance as well. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Thamior wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and grey handkerchief worn on his left side, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Erevan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Spy arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Through the years after Erevan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Erevan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and brown tie, and he perpetually has his lance ready. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 70. 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. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 sp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 64. 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. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 30 pp.