Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a brown shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Galinndan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: In love, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lamlis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a white shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and violet pants. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. 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 lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Insane, Lazy, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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

Description: He wears a black coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1200 gp.