Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born into a rich family. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 53. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Immeral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 4000 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Jasper (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the south to a Cook, Dayereth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jet (130 gp). Sard (30 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).