Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Fivin embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Fivin has worked very hard to control his curse. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rose (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: The child of a Animal Trainer, who enjoyed hunting, Rael was taken on many hunting expeditions. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Carnelian (20 gp).