Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a hunchback. He wears his brown hair down. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Azurite (5 gp). Jet (80 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He has green eyes and a grey hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the south to a Miller, Rael learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rael 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 Rael. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 sp. Citrine (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Fivin 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 moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He has no hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Quarion isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 140 pp. Golden pearl (110 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Hematite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.