Description: He is wearing a long, tan cloak. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a violet shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and green pants. His tied-back hair is brown. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. 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, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bowyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bowyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bowyer for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Amber (160 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 gp. Azurite (7 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Pink diamond (4000 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Sard (70 gp).