Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He wears a white shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. 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. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Spy business.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with his Guard father left him crippled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 22000 sp. 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 is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has brown eyes and a brown hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dreali isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dreali grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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: He's in love.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 pp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).