Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Enialis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Military, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown vest and prefers red and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has wavy white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for him, and Theren does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Theren 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black opal (700 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Citrine (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (60 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Jet (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.