Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. He has a hunchback. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect his home; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Galinndan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.