Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and green robe with the hood down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Aelar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Deep green spinel (120 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Onyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'7" and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When Thervan 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).