Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Slave Trader mother left him crippled. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Cynical, Selfish, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 49. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 pp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Black star sapphire (600 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thervan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born into a rich family. Thervan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Military, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'1" and is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, white shirt, and pastel tie. His brown hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the west to a Dilettante, Eiravel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Dilettante for hire.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and to be a tanner again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 13000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has gray eyes and a black hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Soveliss is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Gold music box (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.