Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'4" and is dressed in an above average manner. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Marshal. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of goblins 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 is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 90. 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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Adran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 7000 gp. Amber (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, grey shirt, and brown tie. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Glassblower but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Varis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Miller, but he was a colossal failure. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, he is not a threatening figure. He has white hair. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Theriatis reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a butcher and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 5000 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Laucian is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1200 gp.