Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a great chef.

History: Efferil hails from a village terrorized by giants. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Shepherd. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Efferil was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Enialis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Enialis. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2900 gp. Zircon (20 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Riardon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 sp. Carnelian (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Soapmaker kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.