Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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. 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 dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp).

Description: This man sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Uthemar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in the south. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying south to reunite his family. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Peren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and 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: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 120000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to be a layabout again

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Gennal was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Gennal abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp.