Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his golden hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, green shirt, and grey tie. His black hair is lengthy. He has violet eyes and a white hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Aelar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Carrie embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp.