Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a simple black robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His hair is cut close to his head. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of a Gardener, who enjoyed hunting, Mindartis was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Beggar and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (160 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (60 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Nim was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sculptor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 pp. Black star sapphire (1100 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Amethyst (80 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: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Lucan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 6000 gp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (60 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (60 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp).