Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and carries pickaxes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Enialis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable, Professionalism, Fighting. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with blue slacks. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Adran reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (8000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (80 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.