Description: He has a missing right arm. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Lucan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. During his travels, Lucan and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Lucan discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Lucan fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Greedy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 pp. Onyx (40 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is red and very short. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 250 pp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'11" and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 29. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Fivin 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 pp. Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Jade (60 gp). Coral (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He got into the Crown-heir business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Crown-heir and found it very stressful. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A 5'5" northern man, he wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Eiravel's homeland. Eiravel decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 900 gp.