Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 900 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a hunchback. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aramil isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item.