Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2000 gp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His red hair is cut short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Banded agate (16 gp). Sard (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Emerald (500 gp).