Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. She wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. Her moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A freak accident while working with her Scribe mother left her crippled. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Althaea was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she wants revenge against giants

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Sporting a auburn mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, In love, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a pastel tunic with brown highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has wavy lavender fur. 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. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Elegant was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. 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: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 sp. Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: A 4'5" southern man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Orsik took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 140 gp.