Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 sp. Amber (160 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Chrysoprase (30 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 is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Tharivol was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A 4'7" eastern man, he wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a Miller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the east to a Miller, Galinndan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He tends to his Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Weaver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Halimath lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His golden hair is still thick. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Azaki embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Azaki was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Azaki's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (16 gp). Jade (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.