Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished dagger as well. His brown hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Naill was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Riardon was born the youngest of three triplets. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Malachite (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Born to a Miner, his father struggled to pay the bills. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Clear bright green emerald (2000 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 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.