Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dull black sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He uses divination through singing.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and balancing his hectic life and new dyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. White pearl (40 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Black opal (700 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: Standing 4'10", this man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He wears his black hair up. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A true patriot, Ivellios would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When Ivellios 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Ivellios was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Black opal (500 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is silver and very short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 95. 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. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Naill was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (700 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). 1 Medium magic item.