Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rael was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 pp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His hair is short and silver. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Dayereth hails from a village terrorized by orcs. At a young age his father died while driving off some orcs. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in lance use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has no hair. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Through the years after Thervan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Thervan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.