Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Theriatis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has worked as a Animal Trainer like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a sculptor again

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2900 gp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin black vertical stripes and green pants. He carries a battered sai and tarnished halberd as well. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are green.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Raer was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Raer 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Eiravel hails from a village terrorized by illithids. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and red handkerchief worn on his left side. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and shields. He has silver hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Arannis was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bookbinder. During his travels, Arannis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Arannis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Arannis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and white handkerchief worn on his left side. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel 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 afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Fivin was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Herbalist. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item.