Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and elven compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and pastel robe with the hood down. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His white hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born to a Crown-heir, his father struggled to pay the bills. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3000 sp. Moss agate (16 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he very much looks the part of a Sailor. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Beggar profession.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He struck the Sailor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and balancing his hectic life and new sailor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Amber (130 gp). Jade (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a worn and beaten armor, and is pretty ugly. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Ahvain wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... The war was a terrible time for him, and Ahvain does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. When Ahvain reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is physically well-built. His hair is blonde and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (110 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.