Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a large pastel jacket. His hair is long and golden with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Unemployed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and expand his business

Flaws: Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 230 pp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a black vest and prefers white and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Thamior was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 13000 sp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Hadarai wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Hadarai grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Hadarai. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; 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: Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 5000 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he likes to wear green tank tops with white pants. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Fivin embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Red spinel (90 gp).

Description: He wears just a pastel suit. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spy for hire.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 sp.