Description: This southern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is still thick. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Mindartis embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2100 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he tends to wear a large brown jacket. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He uses divination through singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 170 pp. Moss agate (6 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His ears are large.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A freak accident while working with his Masseuse mother left him crippled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat, and carries shortbows. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.