Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a long, blue cloak. His brown hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the north to a Layabout, Berrian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 800 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (70 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is an amazing painter.

History: Ahvain was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has worked as a Ploughman like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp).