Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Naal 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. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (80 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (110 gp).

Description: He has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (40 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants and is in decent physical shape. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 900 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case and is in decent physical shape. His black hair is still thick. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Aelar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Aelar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and is typically in his Mayor uniform. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He's also a talented Fortune-teller, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a fortune-teller again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.