Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born in the south to a Junk Dealer, Nutae learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Nutae was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Junk Dealer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: Expand his business; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is black and curly. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Courier who has hired him part-time. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: He wears grey 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 monstrous two handed axe. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Olunt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He usually wears his white robe and has his greataxe always slung over his shoulder, marred by teas. His black hair is knotted and matted. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Painter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Bucklal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. 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: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 sp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He tends to his Slave Trader job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.