Description: This western man wears dark leathers with embroidery. His clothes are grease stained in places. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Spice Merchant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Berrian lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 Spice Merchant. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He is an epitome of beauty. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aust studied abroad. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His chestnut hair is cut short. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. The war was a terrible time for him, and Galinndan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a violet tunic with grey highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1300 gp. Banded agate (11 gp). Sard (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Weaver. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.