Description: He wears an entirely tan suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born into a rich family. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Aquamarine (1600 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Jet (160 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has wavy auburn hair. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Riardon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Riardon 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 5000 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.