Description: Standing 4'8", this man wears a grey costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Tharivol was taken on many hunting expeditions. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is silver and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He comes from a rich western family. A gifted student he started as a Crown-heir, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Jade (150 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Rose (20 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man is typically in his Dilettante uniform. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Tharivol was born with his father's beautiful face. He worked as a nervous Dilettante and found it very stressful. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a ceremonial dagger on his belt. His hair is short and white. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. Black pearl (400 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Jade (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.