Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He wears black trousers with blue and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 takes great joy in being the best Shoemaker in town.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 Shoemaker. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. He has no hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Banded agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.