Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears grey trousers with green and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Immeral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: The child of a Adventurer, who enjoyed hunting, Immeral was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brown diamond (8000 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Carnelian (80 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 black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Thervan hails from a village terrorized by drow. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Deep green spinel (70 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 white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is golden and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.