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 silver hair is singed and shortened. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Azaki is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azaki fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Tharivol isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Emerald (1200 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Azurite (14 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears long strands of opal and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has shaved his head bald. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a white coat with green slacks. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Laucian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

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. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Server

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 13000 sp. Obsidian (10 gp). Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.