Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his red hair up. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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. He worked as a nervous Miner and found it very stressful. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a dull look in his blue 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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born in the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Black pearl (1300 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries a battered sai and tarnished pickaxe as well. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. At a young age his mother died while driving off some illithids. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in pickaxe use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Eiravel was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Thamior hails from a village terrorized by giants. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 20000 cp. Alexandrite (200 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Peren enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: The child of a Brewer, who enjoyed hunting, Peren was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 gp.