Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in a small desert village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Military, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (30 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Koeth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Eye agate (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Onyx (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Emerald (1000 gp).