Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. His hair is white and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to protect his home

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1000 gp. Banded agate (9 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe, marred by sweets. His blonde hair is cut short. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Malachite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.