Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Quarion was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (40 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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.

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). White opal (800 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Jet (130 gp). Amber (130 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. His head has been shaved. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Ivellios has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Ivellios and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ivellios discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ivellios fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 4000 gp.