Description: He wears a pastel collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in the west to a Baker, Immeral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. 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: Money/treasure; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp. Jasper (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his golden hair down. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Naill is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful, Disease, PTSD. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.