Description: He usually wears his yellow robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ivellios embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Star rose quartz (60 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears skinny pants and wears a green and grey robe with the hood down, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His silver hair is lengthy. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: The child of a Bather, who enjoyed hunting, Naill was taken on many hunting expeditions. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a barber and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Secretive, Racist. Bonds: In love, Family, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Black pearl (500 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

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: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lamlis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 800 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 350 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his youth he was a Sage, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).