Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. 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 has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Aramil was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aramil was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and doesn't want to be a slave trader and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Family, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a white vest and prefers brown and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Rose (60 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Adran was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Gold and ruby ring (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp).