Description: He very much looks the part of a Miller, and carries daggers. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is a Miller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Quarion was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

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. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has taken up work as a Cook and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 6000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (50 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (50 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has no hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: Berrian is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

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. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 pp. Blue quartz (7 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.