Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lucan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Lucan has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Iolite (60 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Jet (150 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, marred by teas. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He comes from a rich western family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Rael was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a sage and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 pp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'10" and wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.