Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He very much looks the part of a Tanner. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Galinndan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Tanner. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Tanner for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tanner responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 pp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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 became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Arannis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 11000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver ewer (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, yellow cloak. His hair is white and curly. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He tends to his Body Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 210 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His hair is red and curly. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.