Description: An older man who wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle, he is not a threatening figure. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Animal Trainer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Caeldrim abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Soveliss was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 pp. 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 is lean but muscular and wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has auburn hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Varis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Onyx (20 gp).