Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Through the years after Dreali was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Dreali's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. Theriatis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Military, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 pp. Moss agate (13 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this northern man tends to wear a large black jacket. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Vanuath was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2000 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Azurite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.