Description: This tall, slender man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He wears his white hair up. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: Enialis 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Terse, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1700 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears an entirely tan suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Berrian 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

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.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1600 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Laucian is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His first spouse was a Engraver, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He has wavy brown hair. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Eiravel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.