Description: He wears a white shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and red pants. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lamlis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the west, 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 west 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 gp. Jet (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His tied-back hair is red. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Laucian was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Laucian decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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 possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 16000 sp. Black pearl (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Banded agate (15 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is physically well-built. His hair is short and black. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: The child of a Marshal, who enjoyed hunting, Paelias was taken on many hunting expeditions. Paelias liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He's also a talented Marshal, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Opinionated, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Mindartis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1600 gp.