Description: He wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Azurite (16 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears a brown wide-brimmed hat and brown clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. The war was a terrible time for him, and Uthemar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. He's also a talented Bather, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses like a well dressed Cook does. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He struck the Cook job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Cook responsibilities is difficult; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. Tourmaline (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with grey slacks. He has no hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.