Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He takes great joy in being the best Miller in town.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Raer abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (110 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The war was a terrible time for him, and Immeral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Immeral was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 800 pp. Zircon (80 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Peridot (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Enialis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Priest. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Priest.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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