Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. She is wearing a long, blue cloak. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahrim 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; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1500 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He is physically well-built. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. The war was a terrible time for him, and Koth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Koth liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Tourmaline (110 gp).