Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Raer took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. After a long history of fighting, Raer and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (10 gp). 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: He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Korfel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.