Description: He wears grey trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and carries ceremonial daggers. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Map Maker. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Map Maker for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold cup set with emeralds (6000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Laucian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Ostracized due to the arcane 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Armorer.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Thamior was born with his mother's beautiful face. Thamior 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. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Peridot (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat, and he perpetually has his nunchaku ready. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Glassblower who has hired him part-time. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Naeris 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Baker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Baker; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Fire opal (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His eyes are gray.

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 a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.