Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (160 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull white iron scale mail, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. During his travels, Fivin and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Fivin discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Fivin fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Amber (70 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Red garnet (70 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp).