Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Ivellios reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and elven compassion

Flaws: Racist, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Amber (80 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his silver hair down. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: Ivellios speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Beggar business.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aramil 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 mother was called into army service. 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. Bloodstone (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Amber (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.