Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a halberd on his belt. His red hair is cut short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 19. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aelar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gifted student he started as a Brewer, but he got bored and became a Fortune-teller. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Ivellios never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is golden and very short. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears a violet shirt with thin red vertical stripes and violet pants. His hair is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Rose (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a black shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and green pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Vanuath alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.