Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is long and white with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When Fivin reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Being a Roofer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tourmaline (140 gp). Jasper (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (30 gp). Black opal (1300 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Fire opal (1300 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has wavy chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Shipwright. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His childhood dream was to be a Seamstress, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Shipwright job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Weaver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Justice, Pacifist. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp. Moss agate (14 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered sai and tarnished nunchaku as well. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 pp. Onyx (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.