Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". He wears brown trousers with black and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His hair is long and silver with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: Dreali was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and to settle down with his crush

Bonds: Job, Enemies, Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Varis has worked very hard to control his curse. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small island village. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears professional attire. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Paelias wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Through the years after Paelias was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Paelias's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 900 gp. Aquamarine (1300 gp). Star ruby (700 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear flannel. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dayereth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Dayereth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dilettante. He's also a talented Carter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and balancing his hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp).