Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. A true patriot, Tharivol would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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 always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 110 pp. Moonstone (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Azurite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a green shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries a battered whip and tarnished flail as well. His auburn hair is lengthy. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. The war was a terrible time for him, and Quarion does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Immeral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Immeral 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His tied-back hair is brown. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rose (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.