Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Paelias was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His tied-back hair is black. 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 likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sage arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 900 gp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses like a well dressed Marshal does. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Gennal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gennal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 50 pp. Deep green spinel (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Berrian was born with his father's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 500 gp. Zircon (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp).