Description: This malnourished man tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Paelias was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Paelias has worked very hard to control his curse. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Coral (150 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Beiro took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1500 gp. Hematite (16 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a simple pastel robe with tan stripes complete with hood. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lucan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Lucan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. His white hair is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aramil studied abroad. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Dyer soon after.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Chalcedony (60 gp). Emerald (500 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).