Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears an entirely green suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has black hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Immeral 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. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Iolite (50 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears just a brown suit. His crest, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. 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 speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Greethen studied abroad. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears just a green suit. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Ralf was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and money/treasure

Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has wavy green crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Kerkad abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60 pp.