Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Thervan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 4000 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a white coat with grey slacks. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and shortspears. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a Tailor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Paelias was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Paelias decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this western man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Theriatis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1100 gp. Azurite (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp).

Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He wears his silver hair down. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 7000 sp.