Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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, Paelias is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 pp. Moss agate (7 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is blonde and very short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 600 pp. Black pearl (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Sard (60 gp). Jet (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Jade (110 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Fivin is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. White opal (1200 gp). Amber (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Blue-white diamond (2000 gp).