Description: This man wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Aelar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. Aelar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and doesn't want to be a fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rael was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.