Description: He wears an entirely green suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. Lucan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle 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: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is an amazing painter.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and to protect his home

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Hunter. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in an above average manner. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Anthony is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.