Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 900 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dayereth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Dayereth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Rolen lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has brown hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Erevan was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A freak accident while working with his Beggar mother left him crippled. He struck the Hunter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1200 gp. Red spinel (60 gp). Coral (60 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Caeldrim hails from a village terrorized by giants. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. After a long history of fighting, Caeldrim and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.