Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Naeris 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 Naeris. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a black coat with tan slacks. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Blacksmith. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and balancing his hectic life and new blacksmith responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears tattered old clothes. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He has blue eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Quarion isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Quarion was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Cook. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has moderate length red hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Galinndan wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the west to a Adventurer, Galinndan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Adventurer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Adventurer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Adventurer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 21000 sp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.