Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born in the east. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He wears his golden hair down. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Arannis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. 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 Barber. He struck the Barber job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, yellow cloak. His hair is white and curly. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He tends to his Body Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 210 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His hair is red and curly. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

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 a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. 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. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.