Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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 made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Red garnet (80 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Caeldrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1000 sp. Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a great chef.

History: Dreali was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has shaved his head bald. 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 is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Dreali was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Ruler uniform, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: 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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ruler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ruler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1200 gp.