Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 3000 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (70 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 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: 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 is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears his red hair down. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Beiro is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Beiro abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Immeral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Armorer like his mother before him.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Star ruby (400 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).