Description: He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. He has wavy black hair. 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 mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Knight arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Soveliss took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 900 pp. Star ruby (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, yellow shirt, and tan tie. His hair is long and red with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Thervan was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sailor. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His auburn hair is cut short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 pp.