Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When Ahvain reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Australian accent

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

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 70000 cp. Citrine (60 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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 hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his green robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Born in the north to a Seamstress, Dreali learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 9000 sp. Golden pearl (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he likes to wear white tank tops with blue pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Riardon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in the west to a Ruler, Riardon learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

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; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.