Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Rael hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a Interpreter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When Rael reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 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.

Description: He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He tends to his Soapmaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1200 pp. Sard (70 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2400 gp). Gold and ruby ring (8000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.