Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Aelar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 31000 sp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Coral (130 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Armorer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. Laucian abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp).