Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Riardon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He struck the Masseuse job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 pp. Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Gifted from a young age, Gennal studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.