Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, pastel shirt, and white tie. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. After a long history of fighting, Dreali and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He usually wears his grey robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Enialis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver pearl (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Eye agate (6 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp).