Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Varis was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top tan hat.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a architect and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'11" eastern woman, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, white shirt, and violet tie. Her hair is auburn and very short. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. During her travels, Ielenia and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ielenia discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ielenia fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1100 sp.