Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Junk Dealer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Berrian wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Doctor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1200 pp. Zircon (30 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Sard (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 51. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Aelar was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 25000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.