Description: He tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has no hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Erevan hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 10000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears long strands of opal and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Revenge; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'2" and is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has red hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mindartis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp.

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 dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

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. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Aelar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Aelar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Aelar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.