Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. His hair is white and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Aelar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aelar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1200 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp).

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 wears a fancy violet suit. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

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 was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 180 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At some point he was captured by giants and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage, marred by beers. His black hair is thinning but still full. He has amber eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: The child of a Spy, who enjoyed hunting, Beiro was taken on many hunting expeditions. A gifted student he started as a Spy, but he got bored and became a Sage. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp).