Description: He wears long strands of opal and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: The child of a Miller, who enjoyed hunting, Naill was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Naill took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Naill and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is wearing a long, grey cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished shortbow as well. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sard (40 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Hematite (9 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: Standing 5'2", this man wears just a black suit. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 90000 cp. Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born in a small forest village. A freak accident while working with his Doctor father left him crippled. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Erdan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Red garnet (80 gp).