Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Dreali 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. Dreali 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1500 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Quarion was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dyer. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To be a Ploughman again; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tan broad hat and tan clothes. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

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. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. He sports a flattop hair cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Tharivol is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 sai.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'10", this man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Guard. He sports a flattop hair cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.