Description: This man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. He wears his blonde hair up. His ears are large.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

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. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Carpenter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Fire opal (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Hematite (9 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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, Aelar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aelar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (700 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears an entirely blue suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a hunchback. He wears his chestnut hair down. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Fivin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 130 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp).

Description: Standing 4'9", this man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has no hair. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Blue sapphire (900 gp). Amber (110 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.