Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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: A deep hatred of brigands; and doesn't want to be a marshal and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Star rose quartz (60 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp). Rose (60 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Jet (60 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a grey scarf. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished shortspear as well. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 27000 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Caeldrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He struck the Ruler job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 900 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (20 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.