Description: This dark-skinned male is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 pp. Red spinel (60 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Jet (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Moss agate (10 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tan costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He wears his red hair up. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Riardon was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Riardon's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1200 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a pastel collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has shaved his head bald. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Lamlis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Lamlis was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Malachite (11 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Traki isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Traki is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Traki was born the youngest of three triplets. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'1" and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aramil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 40000 cp.