Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Rose (30 gp). Jet (90 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion will drive conversation. The war was a terrible time for him, and Quarion does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 pp. Tourmaline (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.