Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has gray eyes and a violet hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Banded agate (5 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). White pearl (80 gp).

Description: He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished shield as well. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Coral (130 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 80 pp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His tied-back hair is red. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Shipwright, but he was a colossal failure. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's looking for his big break

Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2800 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (80 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Erevan's homeland. Erevan decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has achieved small success as a Dilettante.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.