Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. He has shaved his head bald. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and red pants, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Nim was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears an entirely pastel suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Gifted from a young age, Eiravel studied abroad. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has wavy chestnut hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Gardener arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and pastel robe with the hood down. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Aramil was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Aramil abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.