Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. During his travels, Theriatis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Theriatis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Theriatis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 24000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is a Gardener first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Beiro took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He struck the Gardener job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red spinel (90 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Brown diamond (8000 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Iolite (80 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Gifted from a young age, Paelias studied abroad. Ostracized due to the arcane 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 pp. Coral (50 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.