Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tan shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and green pants. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Naill speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and elven compassion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp).

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished club as well. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Azurite (14 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, and he perpetually has his whip ready. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 pp. Rose (60 gp). Coral (100 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is scarred and worn.

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. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 gp.