Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His black hair is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Jade (90 gp). Eye agate (5 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ahvain grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ahvain. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He 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 chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eiravel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: The child of a Fletcher, who enjoyed hunting, Eiravel was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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: He was born in the west. 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 left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp).