Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his blonde hair up. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born into a rich family. Ostracized due to the psionic 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 became a Doctor soon after.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are violet and beady.

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 will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Architect arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Opinionated, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a green costume with the symbols of luck on his torso, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ivellios isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. During his travels, Ivellios and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ivellios discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ivellios fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 330 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 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 wears a yellow deerstalker hat and yellow clothes. He has wavy golden hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Rael was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. 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: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Farmer profession.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Sard (80 gp).