Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to be a mercenary again

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 4000 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His black hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lamlis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 pp. Sard (40 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Sard (40 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Paelias isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 3000 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).