Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 a small forest village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad tan hat.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Dayereth was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age his father died while driving off some goblins. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortspear use. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (100 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict, Cynical, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amber (150 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Gifted from a young age, Enialis studied abroad. His childhood dream was to be a Mayor, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.