Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a white feathered hat and white clothes. His head has been shaved. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fivin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this western man is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and green handkerchief worn on his right side. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Halimath took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. 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 get a good night's sleep; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a longbow on his belt, and is pretty ugly. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He has brown eyes and a green hat with a white feather.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Peren liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Zircon (80 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aramil embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 gp. Rose (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.