Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Mindartis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red spinel (100 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His black hair is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Uthemar reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 29000 sp.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Locksmith. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.