Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His tied-back hair is black. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some drow. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in ceremonial dagger use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Aramil was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Sard (30 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Blue diamond (3000 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He wears his blonde hair up. His ears are large.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Ostracized due to the necromantic 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. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).