Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a yellow shirt with thin green vertical stripes and black pants. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3200 gp. Pink pearl (150 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rolen studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Rolen took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Onyx (40 gp). Emerald (700 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He usually wears his black robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Fivin was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Jeweler they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Carter, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He has blue eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 21. 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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 90 pp. White pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his rapier, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is long and silver with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Gifted from a young age, Caeldrim studied abroad. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1700 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Silver ewer (70 gp).