Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his silver hair up. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Aelar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in the east to a Blacksmith, Aelar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). 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 loathes his own lifestyle; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man wears a black vest and prefers violet and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His clothes are grease stained in places. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (110 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (110 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (110 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 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 wears a brown collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Raer has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp.