Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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, Aramil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Engraver business at a young age. When Aramil 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's in love; and he has a crush on the local bowyer

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this northern man wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has wavy white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Berrian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Berrian has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his rapier, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Layabout. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: To be a Dilettante again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 700 pp. Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (40 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He usually wears his grey robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Junk Dealer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is baby faced.

Personality: Nutae is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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. Nutae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 190 pp. Jasper (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.