Description: He stands about 5'2" and is wearing a long, black cloak. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Varis grew up listening to his father's many stories. Varis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Violet garnet (1000 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 4000 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Jasper (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Riardon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He became a Performer soon after.

Motivation: To be a Fletcher again; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jet (50 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.