Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a mace on his belt. He has brown hair. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Azurite (13 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1200 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Tharivol studied abroad. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).