Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 70 pp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Rose (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a yellow shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Chem was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He uses divination through singing.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 6000 cp.