Description: An older man who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is still thick. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist, Mundane, Ugly. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He keeps his silver crest in a pixie cut. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Quarethon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 30 gp. Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Roge was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His blue hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady black eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. Obsidian (4 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tattered old clothes. His crest is green and curly. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Donaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1600 gp.