Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He uses divination through singing.

History: Gennal hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 4'11" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

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. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 70000 cp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Jet (70 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak, and he perpetually has his sword ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Halimath's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Red spinel (70 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the east to a Crown-heir, Eiravel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is content

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Citrine (20 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Fivin has worked very hard to control his curse. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Emotional, Disease. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.