Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His skin is also unnaturally pale. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Apothecary business at a young age. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Raer is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He found a children's book about a Elf Rogue who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Raer was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 40 pp. Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely yellow suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. The war was a terrible time for him, and Theriatis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of a Apothecary, who enjoyed hunting, Theriatis was taken on many hunting expeditions. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1 Superior lock.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His hair is short and chestnut. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Doctor they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Masseuse, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a grey shirt with thin black vertical stripes and red pants. His blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. He has gold eyes.

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 is a great chef.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 60 pp.