Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying west to reunite his family. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1300 gp. Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Jade (100 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Onyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Zircon (60 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is typically in his Miller uniform. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Caeldrim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Sard (30 gp).

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a green coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly tridents and sais. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Berrian 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 Berrian. Being a Mason kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1100 gp. Jet (120 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.