Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. Zircon (20 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: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He has green eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion will drive conversation. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Quarion studied abroad. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Vanuath hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.