Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Dreali embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. After a long history of fighting, Dreali and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. 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: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Roofer. His tied-back hair is blonde. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Roofer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (110 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Doctor who has hired him part-time. 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: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Galinndan was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Doctor. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.