Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a yellow tunic with green highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 17. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Interpreter. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. A true patriot, Fivin would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 pp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Sard (50 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats, and carries sais. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Zircon (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp).