Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 pp. Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Fivin was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Doctor they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Animal Trainer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Family, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 900 pp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and red handkerchief worn on his left side. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Assassin they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Merchant, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Depressed, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp.