Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is short and silver. His eyes are green.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Assassin, his father struggled to pay the bills. Gennal 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His first spouse was a Detective, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden pearl (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Azurite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears an entirely grey suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.