Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Gennal is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gennal grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. 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: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He has violet eyes and a yellow hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

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. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver hair is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vanuath isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Vanuath 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. Vanuath decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Chrysoprase (50 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a hunchback. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Hadarai was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Hadarai was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mortician. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 30000 cp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.