Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered violet hat.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'7". He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hadarai isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 11000 sp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Zircon (60 gp). White opal (400 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp).

Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his monstrous two handed axe always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: 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: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His head has been shaved. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rael fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 gp. Coral (140 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.