Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: The child of a Sellsword, who enjoyed hunting, Mindartis was taken on many hunting expeditions. A freak accident while working with his Sellsword father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 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: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

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. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Thervan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Military, In love, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has moderate length golden hair. 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 believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist, Mundane, Racist. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 4000 gp.