Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Stableman. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and doesn't want to be a stableman and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor, Nature, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 pp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). Malachite (6 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His ears are large.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 sp. Black pearl (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears professional attire. His hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aust is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

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.

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.