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 usually wears his red robe and has his monstrous two handed axe always slung over his shoulder. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the east to a Weaver, Adran learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Hunter, but he got bored and became a Weaver. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and someone believes him a fraud

Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is long and red with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sleepy voice

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

Description: He is a husky man, who wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is long and red with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rich purple corundum (1400 gp).