Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Thervan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in a small island village. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and is pretty ugly. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a great chef.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Adran was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Slave Trader. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 40000 cp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (110 gp).

Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his sai always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Mindartis's homeland. Mindartis decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He became a Slave Trader soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Red garnet (160 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this northern man wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has worked as a Weaver like his father before him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 900 gp. Coral (80 gp). Malachite (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a Weaver first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to be a priest again

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.