The last notable figure, but not the last in the camp because of scribes, guardians, and squires is a man only known as The Appraiser. Older than the elves and the wizard, Gottfrey -- The Appraiser has been known to feel out the items that Strye speaks of, including all of the locational pieces and even to bring clarivoyant insight into treacherous journeys and other small bits of information. He's older than old, however looks to be in his late eighties, and sports a rather noble, white goatee and rarely moves from the primary tent; the head of the six.

Diel was the master craftswoman of the group. A stout, dwarven woman with knowledge-by-touch of metal compositions and an extreme array of weaponry, items, and arcane knowledge. What she lacked in beauty, she made up for in detailed information about most artifacts brought to them. None dared cross her, as her temper was as fiery as her hair; a raging wildfire of auburn and crimson.

Gottfrey was the wizard in charge of taking care of the enchanted and cursed items, so that other's could manage to get a hold of them to determine what was what. He specialized in the magical equipment as well, able to remove and add enchantments upon request and coin. A truly generous individual.

Strye is a rogue half-drow, whose sole business was stealing information and gathering it from every source she can possibly dig her greedy little claws into. The interesting thing about her, is the genetic ability to replicate herself up to nearly a dozen times, and have them all travel in different directions and gather tons of information and relay it to one brain, much like a server. She's sly, slick, beautiful, and she'll rob you for all you're worth with a single kiss. Maybe even rob you of your life in the process.