Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He wears his white hair down. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Tharivol 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... 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. Star ruby (1600 gp). Amber (70 gp). Malachite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is physically well-built. His chestnut hair is cut short. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Aramil was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of drow

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Fire opal (1300 gp). Iolite (40 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lucan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: Standing 4'7", this man wears an entirely grey suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His head has been shaved. His eyes are gray.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Immeral never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His silver hair is lengthy. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.