Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears long strands of amber and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and elven compassion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a brown vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a great chef.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. After coming to the age of reason, Vanuath took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Tharivol hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1100 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears professional attire. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 90 pp. Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a black coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He got into the Laborer business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Laborer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Laborer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 pp. Red garnet (100 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Sard (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.