Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Raer embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Raer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Obsidian (6 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 21000 sp. Black pearl (1500 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'11" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His silver hair is cut short. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Enialis was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.