Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a black coat with tan slacks. His head has been shaved. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. After coming to the age of reason, Himo took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Secretive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 gp. Zircon (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Canary diamond (8000 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Black opal (1100 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'4" and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Soveliss will drive conversation. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Black opal (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Insane, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 800 pp. Jacinth (7000 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.