Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 20000 cp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat and is in decent physical shape. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: Berrian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1200 gp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Erdan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2400 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp).

Description: A 4'7" western man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He married young, but lost his spouse to orcs. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: This man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Riardon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: Riardon was born with his father's beautiful face. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1200 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.