Description: He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver pearl (40 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Sard (40 gp). Amber (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Eiravel will drive conversation. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Eiravel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Dilettante.

Motivation: To protect his home; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it, and carries lances. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thervan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Aquamarine (1600 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.