Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He likes to wear tan tank tops with blue pants. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aelar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black opal (900 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). White pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a green coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is baby faced.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Arannis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Jade (130 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.