Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and white handkerchief worn on his right side. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. 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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Hematite (12 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A freak accident while working with his Fortune-teller mother left him crippled. He's also a talented Fortune-teller, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (30 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 3000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2000 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Uthemar was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and doesn't want to be a miner and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 140 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Bowyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. Sardonyx (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).