Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: Rael hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rael was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). Amber (160 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a Mortician, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Berrian 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Blue-white diamond (6000 gp). Black opal (1600 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, pastel shirt, and brown tie. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Fivin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 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.