Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, marred by beers. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. Being a Weaver 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: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an entirely white suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 16. 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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Thervan hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting gnolls, the young Thervan began to lead the lost caravan. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 9000 sp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was taken from his home at a very young age. After a long history of fighting, Varis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (60 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (60 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).