Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top blue hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Junk Dealer profession.

History: Ivellios 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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Hunter. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Hunter.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Hunter responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Jet (100 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). White pearl (100 gp). White opal (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Jet (100 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered grey hat.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Eiravel was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Detective. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jasper (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a Shipwright, his father struggled to pay the bills. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Lamlis has worked very hard to control his curse. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and carries falchions. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. 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 snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1300 gp. Silver pearl (70 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear flannel. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Quarion 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's in love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (30 gp).