Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bookbinder but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A freak accident while working with his Sculptor father left him crippled. He has worked as a Ruler like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His ears are large.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thamior does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 220 pp. Solid gold idol (1200 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is content

Flaws: Mundane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2300 gp).

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise amber.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp).