Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a axe on his belt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His hair is brown and curly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Naeris isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the necromantic 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp).

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. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has gray eyes and a black hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is red and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His first spouse was a Bookbinder, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has achieved small success as a Merchant.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent father

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a blue costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His hair is long and golden with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is scarred and worn.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2200 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.