Description: He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the west to a Adventurer, Dreali learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Adventurer. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 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: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 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: He has a missing left arm. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his red hair up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Riardon is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He got into the Roofer business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Roofer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Amber (120 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Sard (60 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 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.