Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. After a long history of fighting, Naeris and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears professional attire. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 has worked as a Slave Trader like his mother before him.

Motivation: To be a Carpenter again; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6000 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Sard (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Coral (60 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Beiro was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Coral (160 gp).

Description: He wears a fancy grey suit. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Nutae liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. A true patriot, Aramil would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.