Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When Berrian 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. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by chocolates. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Vanuath and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jasper (80 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he very much looks the part of a Fletcher. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naill is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp).