Description: This late middle aged man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame and is in decent physical shape. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born in the east to a Animal Trainer, Naeris learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Naeris was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp. Iolite (80 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Galinndan grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Galinndan. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 sp. Black opal (800 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Korfel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Fortune-teller, but he was a colossal failure. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Stableman, marred by teas. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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: He was born in the east. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).