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 wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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, Lamlis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lamlis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2500 gp. Azurite (6 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Alexandrite (500 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 wears a red deerstalker hat and red clothes. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Heian was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Ruler. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Heian never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, In love, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1900 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (10 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: He stands about 4'9" and likes to wear grey tank tops with green pants. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is short and red. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Apothecary who has hired him part-time. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He carries a battered bow and tarnished mace as well. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1900 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp).