Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. His hair is black and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Arannis was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. Rose (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His ears are large.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 230 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears brown trousers with blue and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Fivin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: In love, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Jet (60 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Amber (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

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 south to less war torn lands. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 pp. Sard (20 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). White pearl (110 gp). 1 Medium magic item.