Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Dayereth was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Pink pearl (100 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs, marred by beers. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Banker

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a green vest and prefers black and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has white hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 15000 sp.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with tan pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is red and curly. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Berrian was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a brown vest and prefers black and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is chestnut and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp.