Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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 to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Coral (130 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Armorer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. Laucian abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp).