Description: This northern man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has auburn hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Varis was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sage. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 pp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 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: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is typically in his Tanner uniform. His hair is golden and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 27000 sp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Azurite (9 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. 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: Eiravel was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.