Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a red scarf. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dyer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Peridot (80 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His tied-back hair is brown. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Erevan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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 son.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. 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 desires power and/or immortality.

Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1500 gp.