Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1600 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). A small bag of saffron. (20 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ivellios was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ivellios decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

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 an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Being a Farmer 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: He is content; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His head has been shaved. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Merchant. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Thervan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He worked as a nervous Merchant and found it very stressful. He became a Merchant soon after.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and balancing his hectic life and new merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 pp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Citrine (50 gp). White pearl (80 gp).