Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears tattered old clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a greatsword. He has red hair. He has gray eyes and a white hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 800 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a fancy blue suit. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Carrie is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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, Carrie is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a Shepherd soon after.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears green trousers with tan and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Zircon (50 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gennal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barrister. He became a Barrister soon after.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: White pearl (90 gp).

Description: Standing 5'4", this man is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his right side. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Efferil's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. The war was a terrible time for him, and Efferil does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.