Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Erevan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. At a young age his mother died while driving off some dire rats. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in lance use. Being a Stylist kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

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

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He has green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1600 gp. White pearl (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a blue shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and green pants, marred by beers. His head has been shaved. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Naeris was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Naeris 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 900 gp. Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp).

Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 52. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: 4'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a fancy black suit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion will drive conversation. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Quarion was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Onyx (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Amber (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.