Description: This malnourished man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Galinndan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a red coat with green slacks. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Himo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His black hair is cut short. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears an entirely yellow suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: The child of a Detective, who enjoyed hunting, Eiravel was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Eiravel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1200 gp. Golden pearl (100 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. 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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.