Description: An older man who wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger, he is not a threatening figure. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To protect his home; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and he perpetually has his trident ready. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aramil is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 pp. Solid gold idol (900 gp).

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aust studied abroad. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Expand his business; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 gp.