Description: This man is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. Naill took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 gp. White opal (600 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

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. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tourmaline (160 gp).