Description: 5'3" and muscular, this southern man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 13000 sp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 25. 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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Banded agate (8 gp).

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Theriatis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cook work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cook work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Cook soon after.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (6 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Hematite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a blue costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp.