Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is cut close to his head. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 63. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a Beggar, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears an entirely pastel suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Ivellios was born with his father's beautiful face. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Addict, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). White opal (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an entirely red suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Thervan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amethyst (40 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Emerald (1200 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.