Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. A true patriot, Uthemar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sellsword. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: To be a Actor again; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Jasper (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Ugly, PTSD. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: A 4'9" southern man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Full Plate.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is typically in his Soapmaker uniform. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thervan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Aerdeth is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.