Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a large green jacket. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Spice Merchant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Spice Merchant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a fancy tan suit. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. A true patriot, Aelar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a Shoemaker, his father struggled to pay the bills. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 sp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is an amazing painter.

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. A freak accident while working with his Architect mother left him crippled. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). Peridot (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miller for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 14000 sp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Peridot (20 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

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. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.