Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His head has been shaved. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. The war was a terrible time for him, and Carrie does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He wears green trousers with tan and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Golden pearl (70 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Black star sapphire (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His black hair is thinning but still full. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Efferil does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Efferil was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 pp.