Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a pastel vest and prefers white and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has no hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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, Aelar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carnelian (40 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: The child of a Armorer, who enjoyed hunting, Ahvain was taken on many hunting expeditions. Through the years after Ahvain was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Ahvain's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 23000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).