Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Dreali and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has wavy auburn hair. His ears are large.

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. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp).