Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Heian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Coral (150 gp).

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and likes to wear yellow tank tops with violet pants. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is brown and curly. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker yellow hat.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: 5'5" and muscular, this western man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Carrie isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born to a Barrister, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1300 gp. Jasper (80 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Amber (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). White opal (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. He has moderate length red hair. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A freak accident while working with his Assassin father left him crippled. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Assassin they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Brewer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.