Description: A 5'1" eastern man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Himo lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2200 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed spear, just in case. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 pp. Solid gold idol (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.