Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears an entirely green suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has moderate length red hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mindartis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 5000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he tends to wear a large green jacket. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Theriatis's homeland. Theriatis decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 6000 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sellsword they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Merchant, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Family, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.