Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a red cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Rael was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Moss agate (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, tan shirt, and grey tie. He has red hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 210 pp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'9" southern man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Erevan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 160 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a white deerstalker hat and white clothes. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Tharivol was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Tharivol decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.