Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a pastel vest and prefers blue and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nutae isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

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. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nutae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 pp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Masseuse father left him crippled. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 900 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. In his youth he was a Servant, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 3000 gp.