Description: He wears a grey shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is braided into rings. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 pp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Blue star sapphire (1600 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

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 has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Aelar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp).