Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He likes to wear green tank tops with blue pants. His hair is golden and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Theriatis was taken on many hunting expeditions. Theriatis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moss agate (14 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, marred by beers. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Paelias isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Gifted from a young age, Paelias studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He wears his silver hair down. He tend to wears goggles to shield his 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. 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: He was raised by priests from a young age. Himo 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Himo was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 pp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Jade (100 gp).