Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mason. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mason and was forced into it by his family; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1200 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has auburn hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Berrian isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Berrian has worked very hard to control his curse. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 4000 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Coral (110 gp). Rock crystal (30 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: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by teas. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Aramil enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).