Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is golden and curly. He has violet eyes and a black hat with a green feather.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Aelar enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Ugly. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a Assassin first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a Assassin soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Job, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this southern man is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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, Erevan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 18000 sp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.