Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His black hair is cut short. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Theren was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Through the years after Theren was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Theren's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 pp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Tharivol 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. His childhood dream was to be a Barkeep, but he was a colossal failure. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gifted student he started as a Merchant, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: 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: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Onyx (50 gp). Jade (150 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Amber (150 gp). Jet (150 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His hair is black and very short. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the north to a Sage, Eiravel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 180 pp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gray eyes and a tan hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1300 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2200 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.