Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Soveliss studied abroad. Soveliss was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Guard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1200 pp. Aquamarine (900 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Black pearl (900 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 exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length golden 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 is fixated on the number 7. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1100 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a hunchback. His hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Theriatis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Theriatis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 4000 gp. Amber (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.