Description: Runty and weak-looking, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Azurite (14 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his axe ready. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Silver ewer (80 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 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 younger middle-aged man wears a black coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has shaved his head bald. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Medium magic item.