Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a blue vest and prefers white and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats, and carries lances. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Ploughman who has hired him part-time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Ploughman business.

History: Galinndan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tourmaline (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gray eyes and a pastel hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 gp. Moss agate (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.