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 likes to wear black tank tops with pastel pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born in the north to a Adventurer, Lamlis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Miner, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Adventurer.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His tied-back hair is red. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Impeccable, Fighting. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the west to a Butcher, Fivin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has taken up work as a Butcher and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moss agate (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp).