Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tattered old clothes, and is pretty ugly. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Dreali reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Slave Trader. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp).

Description: This malnourished man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. During his travels, Koeth and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Koeth discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Koeth fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for him, and Quarion does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Quarion and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 pp.