Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his black hair up. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the divine 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erdan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (90 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 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: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat, marred by beers. He has wavy red hair. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. During his travels, Paelias and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Paelias discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Paelias fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 pp.