Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a hunchback. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Quarion 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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Quarion was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 pp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp).

Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Mindartis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Mindartis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He has taken up work as a Stylist and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with yellow slacks. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

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. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Thamior 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. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 8000 sp.