Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a fancy brown suit. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

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 misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (120 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a large green jacket, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Laucian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. After coming to the age of reason, Laucian took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and ruby ring (4000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2500 gp).