Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has wavy red hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He is obsessed with his god.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Vanuath was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Coral (90 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Sard (30 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Lamlis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Lamlis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a blue shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.