Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He wears a pastel shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and tan pants. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Amber (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Zircon (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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, Theriatis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Theriatis was born with his mother's beautiful face. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Theriatis has worked very hard to control his curse. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male wears just a blue suit. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Lucan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He tends to his Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 white hair is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 44. 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. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. After a long history of fighting, Suhnae and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the south to a Weaver, Lucan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Junk Dealer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slurs words

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